He laughs. “Well, yeah. I just want to make sure…” He’s awkward. It’s adorable.

I step forward, placing my hands on his tie and straightening it. “Make sure I’m not using sex to block out what I’m feeling?”

He takes my hand, turns it over, and kisses the inside of my palm. “Exactly.”

A tingle works its way through my middle. “Hate to break it to you, but you’ve been seeing to my emotional needs for a while now.” I step closer to him. “I know I can talk to you if I need to, and I know you’ll listen.”

When his face comes close to mine and I’m sure he’s about to kiss me, I step back from him, dropping his hand. He raises an eyebrow. “So, if you must know how I’m feeling, here it is...” My hands climb to the side of my dress wherethe clasp is. Jack watches the gesture, his chest visibly rising and falling.

You see, there’s a reason I’m so eager to get out of my dress tonight…

I open the clasp. “I feel,”—I pull down the zipper—“like I want you.” I pull it all the way down to my hip. “Like Ineedyou, Jack. Need you all over me.Insideme. Now.”

He drags a hand through his hair, groaning under his breath. “Shit.”

I hold the dress against my chest, gripping it so it doesn’t fall. Not yet. “And I didn’t spend twenty minutes sticking over fifty diamantes to my body for you not to see them.”

He blinks, his brows pulling together. “Wait, what?” He shakes his head. “What are you talking about?” He points to where my hands clutch the dress. “Don’t let that go.” His voice drips with reluctance. “Tonight is about conversation.”

Like hell it is.

I step back again. Jack shakes his head while I nod like a brat who doesn’t do as she’s told. And then, I let go of the dress, allowing it to slide down my body.

Down, down, down.

Until it pools around me and settles like a lake of shimmering silk at my feet.

Jack stands motionless, chest heaving, lips parted, eyes blazing like a struck match.

His eyes track the dress on the floor before his gaze travels up my body, his head tilting to the side as he steps forward to perform a more thorough inspection…

“Hold on…” He’s grinning.

I stand on my tiptoes, cross one foot over the other before twirling slowly so he can take everything in.

When he pushes both hands into his hair, clasping hisfingers behind his head before expelling a long breath, I know he’s a goner. And I know talking is finally off the table.

44

JACK ‘J’

Like trickling liquid gold, the dress slides down Sara’s body. J watches as it snakes down to her feet, his eyes drawn to her slender ankles before his gaze climbs higher to her legs, smooth thighs, and…what are those?

It takes him a moment to realize she’s not wearing panties, but she’s also not completely bare either. Dotted around her hips and in a triangular formation over her smooth pubic area, in theshapeof stringy panties, are tiny shimmering diamantes…just like she’d mentioned earlier.

His pulse rockets, adrenaline kicking through his system. She’s the only person who’d ever made his heart race this way. Everything had kicked into gear when this girl literally burst into his life. Fell from the sky right into his path. Always destined to find each other.

Now she’s on her toes, spinning for him, showing that the sparkling gems wrap all the way around, a slim line travelling down to the base of her fleshy ass he can’t wait to sink his hands into.

He looks at her with more hunger, devouring every part of her. Her stomach is toned, skin flawless, every curve sexy as hell. Blood rushes to below his waist as he continues to take in the rest of her. She runs her hands through her long waves, causing her chest to arc out. No bra, just full, round breasts. She’s perfect. It’s driving him wild.

He folds his arms over his chest.

“Where do they stop?” He flashes his gaze to below her waist.

She backs up, perches her ass on the edge of the bed. “Come find out.”

He shakes his head, smirking and forcing his grin not to grow wider. “Nope, no distracting me with sex.”