Page 55 of Property of Bones

“I didn’t say you’d be walking around in it,” he says, voice dropping lower. “And I have no intention of you wearing it for more than a few minutes.”

HOLY. COW.

“Baby?”

“You’recrazy,” I breathe, cheeks on fire.

“You keep saying that like it’s a bad thing,” Jack murmurs, voice low and smug and way too pleased with himself. “I preferdevoted.”

“Devoted men don’t dig through women’s underwear drawers like pervy raccoons.”

He laughs again…low and deep and infuriatingly sexy.

“I was just trying to be respectful. Didn’t want to grab the lacy ones if you’re more of a cotton-girl-next-door type.”

“Oh mygosh,” I groan, dropping my head back against the recliner. “Can you not?”

“Can I not picture you in those tiny little red ones with the bow in the back?” he asks, and I swear I canhearthe smirk in his voice.

“Nothing I own is tiny. Also, Ihateyou.”

“No, you don’t,” he purrs. “You’re blushing so hard right now I bet your ears are pink.”

“They arenot!”

“Theyare,baby. I can practically see that cute little pout from here.”

“Oh mygosh. I sure am missing Darth Brooder from the market. I’m hanging up.”

“You won’t.”

“You wanna bet?”

He pauses. Then, deadly smooth…

“If you hang up, I’m packing only the thongs.Every single pair.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“Try me.”

“You’reevil,Jack.”

“Only for you, doll.”

And just like that, I’m completely undone. Somewhere betweenwanting to throw this phoneandasking him to talk slower.I don’t even know who I am anymore.

I groan into my hands. “I swear, if you show up with a suitcase full of string and lace, I will burn them all.”

“Oh no, baby. You’ll wear one.Once.Just long enough for me to rip it off you.”

My soul leaves my body.

“Jack!”

“Yes, Sunny?”

“I hate youso much.”

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