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My phone started buzzing. I flipped the power off and stuck it back in my purse. We reached the parking lot and Jackson opened the passenger door for me, his eyes lingering on my bare legs as I climbed into the truck, then landing on my heels.
He whistled in appreciation and slammed the door behind me, and the cab’s space, although roomier than the ride up, felt smaller now. Jackson jumped in and rested his free arm across the back of the seat. I put on my seatbelt and gripped the passenger door handle, leaving the middle part of the seat wide and clear. We pulled out on the highway, and for the first time ever, I was at a loss for words in his presence.
“Weird right?” He asked, as if reading my mind.
“Ha. Yeah...very.”
“Gotta say, holding you hostage has its advantages.” He slid me a lazy glance, his gaze traveling greedily down my thighs.
I crossed my arms and shifted closer to the door. “Are you going to try to make me deaf again?”
“How can you not love loud music?”
“Oh, I love loud music. When it’s good music.” I smiled smugly.
“ ‘Good’ is open for interpretation. ”
My eyes snapped shut when I felt the weight of my tiny purse and remembered how quickly I’d packed it for our night out. All I had was my phone, keys, license, and credit card. “Damn.”
“What is it?”
“My Kindle is in my bag.”
“Ah. No escaping my music now, Pumpkin.” He lifted his hand from the seat and patted my head. “Too bad.” He reached for the radio, but I caught his arm, returning it to his side.
“So?” I said. “We’re in the car. You can tell me what happened now.”
He leaned back and sprawled out against the seat, hitting the gas harder. “Well, for starters, those two dumbasses you were dancing with were friends of Chase.”
My cheeks burned at the mention of Brian and Jace. He was watching us dance? “ That’s what you were fighting about? I thought it was over your dad.”
“It was. But I saw you with them when I ran into Chase, and I couldn’t help myself. I had to say something.”
“So you made it worse.”
“They wanted in your panties, Emma.”
“Your point being...”
“They’re scumbags. Do I really need to elaborate?”
“How can you be so judgmental? That’s the most hypocritical thing I’ve ever heard.”
His relaxed posture went rigid, his fingers clenching the steering wheel. “What are you saying?”
“They were only doing what you, Ruben, and Jeff do all the time.”
“No. That’s different.”
“What? How can you say that?” I turned toward him, pulling one of my legs up on the seat and tucking it beneath me, my black heel digging into my calf.
“We don’t just...mess around with anyone.”
“I believe it’s my turn to call bullshit on that one.”
“We don’t.”
I raised a brow and crossed my arms.
“Hey,” he chided. “The girls I hook up with are under no false pretenses—they’re not steady, like you. They want the same exact thing and they know exactly what they’re getting into with me. I’m not parading around, confessing my undying love, or waving around promises of a ring on their finger.”
“And that’s what Brian and Jace were doing? Trying to deceive me? I think their intentions were pretty clear.”
“Yeah, well, so were yours.”
My lips parted and I couldn’t help but scoff at his tone. “So what if they were? Why were you watching us, anyway? You just said it yourself—the girls you hook up with are under no false pretenses. Neither was I when Brian and Jace came on to me. I was just having fun.”
“Well it wasn’t like you.”
“It wasn’t like me to have fun.”
“Not like that, no. You never lead them on like that. Guys come on to you all the time at Pete’s. You don’t do casual.”
“You’re right. I don’t like sleeping around. I can see why you’d have a problem with that.” Wrapping my arms tighter around my torso, I turned
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Love you too. x
My phone started buzzing. I flipped the power off and stuck it back in my purse. We reached the parking lot and Jackson opened the passenger door for me, his eyes lingering on my bare legs as I climbed into the truck, then landing on my heels.
He whistled in appreciation and slammed the door behind me, and the cab’s space, although roomier than the ride up, felt smaller now. Jackson jumped in and rested his free arm across the back of the seat. I put on my seatbelt and gripped the passenger door handle, leaving the middle part of the seat wide and clear. We pulled out on the highway, and for the first time ever, I was at a loss for words in his presence.
“Weird right?” He asked, as if reading my mind.
“Ha. Yeah...very.”
“Gotta say, holding you hostage has its advantages.” He slid me a lazy glance, his gaze traveling greedily down my thighs.
I crossed my arms and shifted closer to the door. “Are you going to try to make me deaf again?”
“How can you not love loud music?”
“Oh, I love loud music. When it’s good music.” I smiled smugly.
“ ‘Good’ is open for interpretation. ”
My eyes snapped shut when I felt the weight of my tiny purse and remembered how quickly I’d packed it for our night out. All I had was my phone, keys, license, and credit card. “Damn.”
“What is it?”
“My Kindle is in my bag.”
“Ah. No escaping my music now, Pumpkin.” He lifted his hand from the seat and patted my head. “Too bad.” He reached for the radio, but I caught his arm, returning it to his side.
“So?” I said. “We’re in the car. You can tell me what happened now.”
He leaned back and sprawled out against the seat, hitting the gas harder. “Well, for starters, those two dumbasses you were dancing with were friends of Chase.”
My cheeks burned at the mention of Brian and Jace. He was watching us dance? “ That’s what you were fighting about? I thought it was over your dad.”
“It was. But I saw you with them when I ran into Chase, and I couldn’t help myself. I had to say something.”
“So you made it worse.”
“They wanted in your panties, Emma.”
“Your point being...”
“They’re scumbags. Do I really need to elaborate?”
“How can you be so judgmental? That’s the most hypocritical thing I’ve ever heard.”
His relaxed posture went rigid, his fingers clenching the steering wheel. “What are you saying?”
“They were only doing what you, Ruben, and Jeff do all the time.”
“No. That’s different.”
“What? How can you say that?” I turned toward him, pulling one of my legs up on the seat and tucking it beneath me, my black heel digging into my calf.
“We don’t just...mess around with anyone.”
“I believe it’s my turn to call bullshit on that one.”
“We don’t.”
I raised a brow and crossed my arms.
“Hey,” he chided. “The girls I hook up with are under no false pretenses—they’re not steady, like you. They want the same exact thing and they know exactly what they’re getting into with me. I’m not parading around, confessing my undying love, or waving around promises of a ring on their finger.”
“And that’s what Brian and Jace were doing? Trying to deceive me? I think their intentions were pretty clear.”
“Yeah, well, so were yours.”
My lips parted and I couldn’t help but scoff at his tone. “So what if they were? Why were you watching us, anyway? You just said it yourself—the girls you hook up with are under no false pretenses. Neither was I when Brian and Jace came on to me. I was just having fun.”
“Well it wasn’t like you.”
“It wasn’t like me to have fun.”
“Not like that, no. You never lead them on like that. Guys come on to you all the time at Pete’s. You don’t do casual.”
“You’re right. I don’t like sleeping around. I can see why you’d have a problem with that.” Wrapping my arms tighter around my torso, I turned
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