Page 63 of Tee’d Up For Trouble

“So, is your holiday over now?” she asked almost sadly.

“I don’t want to leave,” I confessed.

“Then don’t.” Her voice was filled with tears, and I squeezed her close, feeling just as sad.

“You know what they say, distance makes the heart grow fonder,” I joked.

She sniffled. “I…it’s okay…I’m fine.”

“You’re going to miss me,” I stated. “Maybe I should leave some photos of mine so you can gaze at them when you feel starved for me. Or you can just google me again.”

She yanked some of my chest hair, making me wince. “Like hell, I’ll miss you.”

“Sure, you will. When I come back, you’ll throw yourself at me and weep, demand that I never leave you ever again,” I said as if I were an actor in a movie from the thirties.

“Christ.” She rolled away from me and fell on her back. When I looked at her, I saw she was laughing, not a tear in sight.Yes!

“I’ll be back soon.”

The laughter went away as soon as my words were out.

“You don’t have to say that, Jax. I know how this works. Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”

Her words hit me like a slap. I rolled on top of her, caging her, nudging my half-aroused dick against her pussy. “I’m not doin’ that, darlin’.” I looked into her beautiful green eyes. “I’m coming back. I want you to trust me on that.”

Her lips pressed into a tight line even though her arms went around me. “Don’t, Jax. Let’s just have what we have now, okay?”

I saw the fear, and I hated it. She was my woman, I thought possessively, and just like that, my dick went from half-mast to full-on steel.

“I mean it.” I thrust into her and saw the flare of desire chase away her fear. “You think I’d just walk away from this—walk away from you—like it doesn’t mean anything?” I pounded into her, fast, unrelenting.

She moaned, her legs wrapped around me as her hips lifted to receive me.

I kissed her, bruised her mouth and mine, our teeth knocked against each other as frenzy caught us off guard.

“Dee, I lo?—”

“No, don’t say that, please don’t,” she moaned, cutting me off. “It doesn’t matter. Now is all we have.”

“Bullshit,” I snapped, feeling my orgasm pulse at the base of my spine. I slipped a hand between us and began to tap her clit hard. “You don’t get to run and hide from me. I’m here. I’m inside you. I may leave physically, but I’m in your blood, and you’re in mine. Say you understand me?”

She looked at me, tears in her eyes.

“Say it!” I ground out.

“Yes, I understand you,” she finally admitted.

“Good. Now, I’m gonna fuck you hard so you’ll feel me inside you until I come back home to you.”

CHAPTER24

Dee

Sure, I missed a lot of people, including my parents and my sister. Some days, I even missed the company of afacelessman after a long day at the pub, but Inevermissed anyone the way I did Jax.

Time had slowed for me, and I lived to receive his text messages like I was a wee lass who’d lost her heart for the very first time. It was unbelievable and oddly endearing. He always said good morning and good night. During the day, he’d send messages and once even a photo of a Nike shoe with his signature on it;apparently, that was a thing.

What was I doing with a man who signed Nike shoes that people wanted to buy? Even more importantly, what was such a man doing with Dee Gallagher?

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