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disappeared.
“Well, you’ve seen it all now,” I muttered to myself, unable to bring myself to pry any of my compacts or tubes of lipstick from the purple crust that connected them in the box. “And even if your cock seemed to like it, you’re not interested.” Scowling, I hung my towel up to dry, tidied up after myself as best I could, then exited the bathroom.
“I’m ready.” I called out towards the living room. When a hand closed over my upper arm from behind me, I shrieked and batted it away.
“Sorry.” Jax smiled as if he’d shoved all of the awkwardness of moments before down deep. “I thought you heard me. Let’s go.”
That simple touch on my arm had my nerves rioting around beneath my skin once again. Lips parting before I could stop them, I wondered how on earth he could be so normal after the intensity of that almost-kiss.
My cheeks burned as I understood. He might be inexplicably attracted to me, but I was just a curiosity to him. No, that wasn’t entirely fair—I was his friend, too. That, I knew, was real.
But he wasn’t overly inclined to scratch this strange itch. He probably hoped it would go away.
Maybe it had gone away, until I’d shown up at his door.
Well, I wasn’t going to make a fool of myself, a victim of unrequited love. I would just follow his lead, and act like that almost-kiss hadn’t happened.
Which it hadn’t.
We could go back to being friends. Good friends. The kind of friend that I’d come here to ask for help.
“Let’s go,” I agreed. I’d almost convinced myself. But when Jax placed his hand at the small of my back to usher me from the apartment, a gesture I was pretty sure he didn’t even know he’d made, I knew I was lying to myself.
His touch made me burn.
Chapter Six
“Y ou’re eating dessert for dinner?” Jax rubbed a hand over his nose, puzzled, as the waitress placed a slice of cherry pie dripping with juicy red goodness in front of me. He had ordered a burger, and it looked good, but I was satisfied with my choice.
Shrugging, I slid my spoon through the flaky crust, then dragged it through the mound of vanilla ice cream that was melting into a sticky river on the plate. “I’ll eat salad after, if I’m still hungry.”
When a girl tried to kiss a guy and was flat out rejected, I figured she’d earned a plate full of empty calories. After Nick and I had split, I’d eaten more brownies than I currently cared to recall.
Jax shook his head, and I braced myself, preparing for the lecture Nick would have given me on nutrition. Instead Jax picked up his own spoon, bent over the table, and snagged a bite for himself.
“I forgot just how cute you are.” He ate the bite he’d stolen from me, and I tried not to stare as he chewed and swallowed. “Damn, that’s good.”
Looking down at his own burger, he eyed my pie. “Trade you.”
I grinned; I couldn’t help it. He’d succeeded in chasing my bad mood away. I shook my head.
“It’ll go straight to your hips.” I flushed as I spoke. There wasn’t a thing wrong with his hips, those lean bones that framed the tightness of his taut abdomen.
Raising an eyebrow at me, Jax lifted his burger for a bite. Once he’d swallowed, he pinned me with that look that told me my time had run out.
“Okay, spill it. Just so you know, I’m very happy that you’re here. Very happy,” he added, reaching across the table and touching my hand briefly with his own. The tiny touch, his thumb rubbing over my palm, made my pulse stutter.
“But?” I asked wryly.
“But I know you wouldn’t have come without a damn good reason. So out with it.”
Grimacing, I told him about the eviction, and about the money missing from my account. He listened patiently, like he always did, and I could see him churning it all over in his head.
“Again, not that I’m complaining. But why didn’t you go to Nick?”
I couldn’t read the expression in Jax’s eyes as he asked the question.
“I know you said
“Well, you’ve seen it all now,” I muttered to myself, unable to bring myself to pry any of my compacts or tubes of lipstick from the purple crust that connected them in the box. “And even if your cock seemed to like it, you’re not interested.” Scowling, I hung my towel up to dry, tidied up after myself as best I could, then exited the bathroom.
“I’m ready.” I called out towards the living room. When a hand closed over my upper arm from behind me, I shrieked and batted it away.
“Sorry.” Jax smiled as if he’d shoved all of the awkwardness of moments before down deep. “I thought you heard me. Let’s go.”
That simple touch on my arm had my nerves rioting around beneath my skin once again. Lips parting before I could stop them, I wondered how on earth he could be so normal after the intensity of that almost-kiss.
My cheeks burned as I understood. He might be inexplicably attracted to me, but I was just a curiosity to him. No, that wasn’t entirely fair—I was his friend, too. That, I knew, was real.
But he wasn’t overly inclined to scratch this strange itch. He probably hoped it would go away.
Maybe it had gone away, until I’d shown up at his door.
Well, I wasn’t going to make a fool of myself, a victim of unrequited love. I would just follow his lead, and act like that almost-kiss hadn’t happened.
Which it hadn’t.
We could go back to being friends. Good friends. The kind of friend that I’d come here to ask for help.
“Let’s go,” I agreed. I’d almost convinced myself. But when Jax placed his hand at the small of my back to usher me from the apartment, a gesture I was pretty sure he didn’t even know he’d made, I knew I was lying to myself.
His touch made me burn.
Chapter Six
“Y ou’re eating dessert for dinner?” Jax rubbed a hand over his nose, puzzled, as the waitress placed a slice of cherry pie dripping with juicy red goodness in front of me. He had ordered a burger, and it looked good, but I was satisfied with my choice.
Shrugging, I slid my spoon through the flaky crust, then dragged it through the mound of vanilla ice cream that was melting into a sticky river on the plate. “I’ll eat salad after, if I’m still hungry.”
When a girl tried to kiss a guy and was flat out rejected, I figured she’d earned a plate full of empty calories. After Nick and I had split, I’d eaten more brownies than I currently cared to recall.
Jax shook his head, and I braced myself, preparing for the lecture Nick would have given me on nutrition. Instead Jax picked up his own spoon, bent over the table, and snagged a bite for himself.
“I forgot just how cute you are.” He ate the bite he’d stolen from me, and I tried not to stare as he chewed and swallowed. “Damn, that’s good.”
Looking down at his own burger, he eyed my pie. “Trade you.”
I grinned; I couldn’t help it. He’d succeeded in chasing my bad mood away. I shook my head.
“It’ll go straight to your hips.” I flushed as I spoke. There wasn’t a thing wrong with his hips, those lean bones that framed the tightness of his taut abdomen.
Raising an eyebrow at me, Jax lifted his burger for a bite. Once he’d swallowed, he pinned me with that look that told me my time had run out.
“Okay, spill it. Just so you know, I’m very happy that you’re here. Very happy,” he added, reaching across the table and touching my hand briefly with his own. The tiny touch, his thumb rubbing over my palm, made my pulse stutter.
“But?” I asked wryly.
“But I know you wouldn’t have come without a damn good reason. So out with it.”
Grimacing, I told him about the eviction, and about the money missing from my account. He listened patiently, like he always did, and I could see him churning it all over in his head.
“Again, not that I’m complaining. But why didn’t you go to Nick?”
I couldn’t read the expression in Jax’s eyes as he asked the question.
“I know you said
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