Page 38 of Jasper

All she heard was the pounding of her own heart in her ears.

All she felt was the fire that slowly burned from her lips down to her toes until they curled.

All she did was lean in and wrap her arms around his neck as he kissed her deeper.

Sweet baby Jesus.

The man could kiss.

Jasper pulled back, as stunned as she looked, but he hid her face from everyone staring at them. He hadn’t meant to kiss her. He got carried away.

But holy fucking shit.

The girl wrecked him.

He felt shaky on the inside, and he wanted to kiss her again.

But they had an audience of his making.

“See, folks? She loves me.” He winked at the ladies. “If you’ll excuse us, we need to finish shopping so I can get my girl home and continue this somewhere a little more private.”

She pinched him. Hard.

He hunched in around her and guided them to the next aisle.

“I’m going to kill you in your sleep.”

“Is that all you’re going to do to me in my sleep?” He couldn’t help himself. He was too much of a flirt.

“Maybe I’ll pour hot sauce in your ear.”

“Harsh.”

Jasper guided them to the frozen section. “I think we should get another turkey.” When she didn’t answer, he nudged her shoulder with his arm. “Sloane?”

“Huh?”

Seemed that little impromptu kiss rattled her as much as it had him. Good to know.

Damn Jarrod and his fucking permission.

Ever since he’d seen her in her underwear, he’d been thinking about nothing else. It was why he kissed her before he thought better of it.

He’d wanted to kiss her since he’d seen her that first time in the airport, if he were honest with himself.

Damn Jarrod.

“I said I think we should get another turkey. How big of a turkey do we need?”

“Big?” She blinked up at him, her eyes still a little glassy.

“Get your head out of the gutter, sweetheart. We have serious business to discuss.”

“Gutter…I wasn’t…”

“Tell me you weren’t just thinking about how big my…”

She slapped a hand over his mouth and glanced around. “Don’t you dare.”

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