Page 93 of Timeless

I nodded. “Every detail.”

“What if it won’t affect you?”

She was already trying to get around my rules. “Amber, don’t try and work around it. Every detail about your life and Jack’s.”

Her eyes dropped. “Then I should tell you I put a hit on Will.” Her voice was soft and coated in guilt.

I rolled my eyes. “Who did you set on him?”

She moved her hands on my shoulders. “Someone who owes me a favor.”

“How did you even call them? I broke you phone.”

“I may have a black book.” She slowly dragged her eyes up to look at me. I had never seen her guiltier. “I have a few people who owe me.”

“Do I have to call it off, or can I trust you to?”

“He put me and my son on a hit list! God, he is just going to be getting a beating, not like I’m getting him killed.”

“Amber, I will handle Will.”

Her eyes narrowed on me. “Why do you get the pleasure of punishing him?”

I smirked; she should know the answer to that. “Because I’m in charge, remember?”

She clicked her tongue. “We are not a couple.”

“Doesn’t change the facts. I’m in charge. Do you understand?”

She took her hands off my shoulders, running them down my chest and stopping at my belt. “I understand.”

I knew it was hard for her to say that. “Good girl.”

I stood up and went to take my jeans off. I knew she was basically naked but I didn’t look.

I glanced up and her eyes were on me. Why was she giving me that look? She hadn’t pulled the blankets up, and I couldn’t stop running my eyes down her. Fuck, she was perfect.

“Jax?”

My eyes couldn’t stop taking in her body. God, so much skin, so many tattoos. Those breasts. Fuck, she was going to kill me. How the hell was I meant to be able to sleep next to her without fucking her?

God, my will power wasn’t that strong.

“Yes.”

“Yes, to what, sweetheart?” I swear her breasts were bigger. Maybe they looked bigger, because she was smaller? She was smaller, right? Or had my memory of her blurred?

“I’ll give you a shot.”

My eyes snapped off her body and looked her in the eyes. “What did you say?” I had half heard her. But my attention was more on her breasts than what she was saying.

“I’ll give you a shot. But on two conditions.”

“I agree to them,” I said quickly before she changed her mind.

That caused her to laugh. “You could be agreeing to anything.”

“I don’t give a fuck what they are. I will do anything to get you back.”

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