Page 5 of Kiss Me

I seriously doubted he was right, but I didn’t want to fight with this man who had only been nice to me.

“I don’t have the energy to fight you on this. Let’s agree to disagree. What do you say?”

“Sounds like a plan.” He grabbed his phone from a hidden place in the dash. His face lit up more than what the dash had done, but still not enough for me to get a good look. I was desperate to see him in the full light of day, knowing that the darkness hid his good looks. I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he put his phone to his ear and spoke.

His hair, brows, eyes, and scruff looked to be black. His lips were lush and full. They were perfect, and I was mesmerized as I watched them form the deep, gravelly voice that came out of my savior.

He let out a huff, then those perfect lips formed a grimace. “Alright. Thanks, Jane.” Jax hung up and placed his phone down on his thigh nearest me and tapped his fingertips against it. “Bad news. They aren’t taking anymore occupants since they lost power. Their generator can only power their small lobby area, and everyone’s in there with very little room to move about.”

“What do I do? Go back to the airport and stay there until I can get a flight out?”

My options were zero, and if the airport wouldn’t let me stay there, I had no idea what I’d do. Never again was I taking an impromptu trip. The only good thing about the situation was that with everything going on, it was keeping my mind off my so-called band.

“You can stay with me,” Jax stated as he looked out the windshield.

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Jax

Why didI ask her to stay with me? Maybe because she was the most beautiful, unconventional woman I had ever seen or met. The moment my flashlight had lit up her face, I’d been instantly drawn to her. Even with Gabi being unconscious. Even before I saw her car wrecked on the side of the icy road. Something or someone had made me jump in my truck in the middle of an ice storm and set off without purpose.

That, and my mom had taught me to always help a woman in need.

“You’re not a serial killer, are you?”

I barked out a laugh. “Shouldn’t you have asked that before you got in my truck?”

“Probably, but at the time I didn’t have a choice. It was you or an ambulance, and there’s no way in hell I’m going to the hospital.”

Why was she so adamant about not going to the hospital? No one liked going, but if you needed to go, you went. Was she hiding from someone? Was she in trouble, and that’s why she had shown up here? Maybe I needed to stop reading mystery novels.

“You didn’t answer my question. Are you a serial killer, or are you planning to hurt me, Jax?”

“I will never hurt you,” I vowed.

Although I felt if anyone got hurt in this scenario, it would be Gabi hurting me. I knew she would only be here for a short amount of time, and I already didn’t like the thought of never seeing her again. I wasn’t sure how I would fight the pull I felt for her, but I knew it would be in my best interest if I did.

“There’s something about you that makes me believe you,” she said in an awed voice.

I liked hearing those words from her mouth more than I should.

“I had a fire going when I left, so the house will be warm when we get there, and I have a hot tub you can use that will help your sore muscles.”

“I might take you up on that. Do you have any alcohol at your place?”

“I’ve got beer and maybe a bottle of whiskey.” I didn’t drink a lot, especially at home. If she wanted anything girlie, she was out of luck.

“I'll take whatever you got. I'm not picky. I’ve been dreaming of having a drink since I landed and this whole mess started.”

Gabi shivered from her side of the truck, and I swore I heard her teeth chatter, even though they had stopped sometime before she’d fallen asleep.

“Do you want me to turn the heat up more?”

“I’m good, but thanks,” she replied before pulling the blanket up, tucking it under her chin.

Even though I was sweating like a cat in heat, I leaned forward to turn the heat up full blast on her side. I would have turned mine down, but I knew some cool air would have made its way over to her, and she needed to warm up more than I needed to cool down.

With the roads clear of cars except for a fair share of runoffs, it didn’t take too long before I was pulling into my driveway. Gabi slowly sat forward with a slight grimace of pain as she took in what little she could of my house in the dark. It was pitch black out except for the light coming from my headlights.

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