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He came back and pulled me back to him. I let him.

After a man gives you two good orgasms, he earns the right to hold you.

“Sleep well, darlin’ Dee.”

“Jax, was it okay?” The words slipped out before I could hold them back. Aye, those bloody insecurities kept rearing their ugly head.

“Baby, if it was any more okay, I’d have a heart attack.”

I smiled. And on those words, I fell into deep sleep, which I hadn’t done in months.

CHAPTER17

Jax

The first thing I noticed when I woke up was I was alone in bed.

The second thing I noticed was the sound of frantic movement—like someone trying to escape without waking the person they’d just slept with.

I cracked one eye open, grinned when I saw Dee standing near the chair in the corner of the room, pulling on her jeans as if they’d personally offended her. Her shirt was half-buttoned, her fiery hair was a wild mess, and her back was turned to me—but the tension in her shoulders told me everything I needed to know.

“Mornin’,” I drawled, propping myself up on one elbow.

Her fingers fumbled with the last button on her shirt. “Don’t.”

“Don’t what?” I drawled, not even bothering to hide my amusement.

She whirled around, her cheeks flushed and her green eyes blazing. “Don’t do that thing where you act like this is normal.”

I grinned. “Dee, it’s morning. People saymornin’to each other. It’s basic human interaction.”

Her glare deepened, and she turned back to her jeans, yanking up the zipper with so much force I half-expected it to snap. “This shouldn’t have happened.”

I let out a low chuckle, leaning back against the pillows. “I think it was bound to happen, darlin’. You were just too stubborn to admit it.”

“I’mnotstubborn,” she retorted, her face mutinous. I hoped that we had a daughter who looked just like her.

Wow! Really?

Yeah, I was gone for this lass.

I raised an eyebrow. “No?”

She made a sound that was somewhere between a growl and a groan. She ran a hand through her hair and paced the room like a caged animal.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m looking for my knickers.”

I felt around the bed and pulled her knickers out from under my pillow. She snatched them away and stared at them like they were a puzzle to be solved.

I watched her, fascinated by the way she could simultaneously look so put-together and so completely frazzled.

“Dee, come here and give me a morning kiss.”

She looked at me like I’d lost my mind, her panties hanging off one finger. “You have some brass balls on you, Yank.”

“You bet!”

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