Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
I tilt my head to the side and look at him. There’s a big part of me that wants to leave, but I don’t. Only because I know if I leave now, I’m going to regret it. I’m always going to wonder what would have happened. Plus, I have to do something to get Jason out of my head, and if I see him and there’s no fireworks or anything, I can forget about him. I can move on. “Okay.”
His eyebrows lift. “Okay?”
I nod, and he waves for me to go with him. He walks fast, almost like he’s afraid I’m going to change my mind or something. I practically have to run to keep up with him, but he doesn’t seem to notice.
We get down the long hallway and step outside. He takes me along a path, and when we get to a clearing, there are apartment buildings to one side and small cabins on the other. In the middle is a huge pond and dock. The Whiskey Run Mountains serve as the backdrop, and it’s breathtaking. I stop and look around with my mouth wide open. “What? How? Where did this come from?”
Davis comes to a stumbling halt and laughs. “It’s something, right? You can’t see any of this from the main road. Come on, it’s right over here.”
He takes us to the first apartment building, and as we walk in the front door, my stomach starts to flutter. I’m not someone that usually gets nervous, but right now, I am. I try to shake it off, but I can’t seem to.
Davis stops in front of a door and knocks.
I’m holding my breath the whole time, not ready. I shouldn’t have come. I don’t know what I was thinking, but I should not be here. Oh my God, what if he has another woman in there? I’m going to look like a fool. Is it too late to run?
I’m about to do just that when the door swings open, and then there’s no way I can move. I’m completely rooted to my spot because Jason is standing in front of me, still wet from the shower, with only a towel wrapped around his waist. I bite my lower lip to hold in my groan. I knew he had tattoos on his arms, and all I can do is stare at the ones across his chest.
There’s a droplet of water that I watch fall from his collar bone down his chest and finally pool at his lower belly. I rub my thighs together, but the friction doesn’t give me any relief.
Jason doesn’t even have to say a word and I have my answer. It wasn’t a fluke or a one-time reaction. I am one hundred percent attracted to Jason Hawk. There’s no denying it. My mouth has run dry. My body is tingling, and my nipples are already pebbled. I try to take a breath, but there’s a hitch in my chest, and no matter what I do, it’s like I can’t catch up and have to exhale and inhale again real fast. Yep, I want Jason… I want him bad.
I tighten my hold on my bag and stand there with my eyes wide open.
“Jason,” Davis says.
Jason’s lips break into a smile when he recognizes his friend's voice. “What’s up, Davis?”
Davis just smiles. “Oh not much. You usually answer the door with just a towel?”
Jason shrugs. “What? I’m decent. Everything’s covered. Right?”
As he asks, he pats the towel, pressing it to his thighs, and I get a good look at his thick manhood outlined behind the towel. Have mercy.
Davis grunts. “Yeah, it’s covered, but there’s a lady present.”
Jason doesn’t seem fazed. “Oh yeah, what’s wrong? You afraid Abby’s going to realize she picked the wrong guy?”
I can’t help it. I giggle. I have to because Davis seems to get at least three inches taller next to me, and his face transforms from a nice guy to a lethal killing machine in a split second.
And as soon as the laugh escapes me, Jason’s mouth drops, and he grips his towel.
CHAPTER 7
JASON
“Olivia… is that you?”
She makes a noise that sounds almost like a whimper. “Yeah, it’s me.”
“But what are you doing here… what—” I let my voice drop off and try my best to void any emotion on my face. Fuck, I’ve thought about her every day for three weeks, and I can hardly believe she’s standing right here in front of me at the door to my apartment. “Come in.”
“I’m outta here.”
I wave Davis away. “Yeah, thanks for bringing her here, man.”
The sound of Davis walking away is all I hear. Olivia is so quiet, I’m not sure what she’s thinking. “Liv…”
“Yeah?” she says softly.
I smile, still unable to believe she’s right here. I hold an arm out in the direction of her voice. “Where are you?”