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Jameson was quiet just as I expected.

If I didn’t know any better, I’d think he didn’t win by the way he was acting. He seemed so different but I also knew he had a great deal of stress these days.

“I need to leave next week after Sonoma.” I told him lounging in the oversized captain chairs. “I was going to fly home after the race.”

He leaned his head back staring out the small oval window, his hands rested folded in his lap. “That’s why we’re going somewhere, alone.”

“What do you mean,alone?” I asked shifting in my seat to look at him.

“Alone. No one knows but me and Wes, the pilot.” He clarified glancing over at me with a grin.

An alarming amount of giddiness followed. You’d think I’d just been asked to prom. “Do I get to know where?” Was my first response.

“Nope, not until we’re there,” Jameson chuckled at my enthusiasm. “I can’t take any risks. Personally, I’d prefer it if no one else catches us or see’s us naked,everagain.”

The last time with his dad getting a view of the funbags was the final straw for Jameson. So now, there we sat, my last week of the pit lizards dream, on a jet to god knows where.

I was so excited I felt as though I was about to burst into giddy pit lizard delight flames. Thankfully I didn’t.

“I have one condition.” Maintaining my image of control, I reached for my water next to me nonchalantly. “And it’s an important one so listen up.”

“Yeah, what’s that?”

“Where ever we are going,noclothes are allowed once we’re behind doors.”

Jameson started unbuttoning his white button down shirt yanking it aside. His hands rested on either side on the arm rests on the chair I was sitting in. He was hovering now and I loved the hovering. “Why wait until we get there honey, let’s start now.”

10.Flat Spot–Sway

Flat Spot – If a driver locks a tire (brakes so hard that the wheel stops turning), he’ll grind a flat spot on the surface of the tire. This causes vibration that can make the car almost undrivable.

I wanted to tell Jameson what had changed between us, but I hadn’t. Thinking if I held out, I wouldn’t have to tell him the change that occurred. My body betrayed my mind and instead, it showed in every move.

The storm was losing strength outside, aside from the occasional crack of thunder and the steady pattering of the rain from the growling clouds. The ocean waves pounded against the rocks. With the French doors leading out to the balcony open, the occasional gust of wind whipped through the room.

For the second time tonight, the power was down. The only light in the entire condominium was coming from the candle lit beside the bed, flickering with the wind.

The candle casted a soft orange glow throughout the room. The glistening catching the highlights in Jameson’s hair making it shimmer in the darkness as he hovered above me.

The surprise impromptu vacation destination was a condo he rented on the beach in Savannah Georgia. The only problem was a tropical storm was blowing through.

I had to admit though, it made the few days there fun. There wasn’t anything to do but stay in bed—something we were good at.

So there we were in bed again, but this time Jameson was different.

Thiswas different as he moved languidly against me, his hips meeting mine with slow passionate movements. His kisses were different, slow, deep, and adoring.

We weredifferent. Something had changed.

This wasn’t just about sex anymore. It wasn’t just friends with benefits. What started as simple three weeks ago was complicated as hell now. And while I looked into his ardent green eyes, I knew he saw it too. There was no denying the change.

I was basking in the warm sensation of his body moving with mine, the heat between us creating a sheen of sweat sliding against one another.

Despite the fact I was burning up, my entire body was trembling.

Jameson bent down to kiss my forehead and then leaned back to look at me, his features holding an emotion I couldn’t decipher. His mouth opened as though he was about to say something and then his brow furrowed. Without finishing his words again, he pulled my mouth to his.

Here’s the thing, thereallyshitty thing, I loved this man so damn much, it literally hurt inside and yet I couldn’t even tell him, I just couldn’t.

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