Page 12 of You Wish
“Before you kick me out, I come in peace and—Oh God!”
He didn’t need to open his eyes to know it was Georgia. In fact, her light scent hit his nose seconds before she’d said a word. It was a smell of crisp winter nights and long-ago memories. And something else, something he didn’t want to acknowledge. Something that if he wasn’t careful might pop a wheelie beneath his shorts. And wouldn’t that be embarrassing.
“Do you even own clothes?” Georgia finished.
“Or maybe you just like interrupting me when I’m naked.”
“I’m Jeanie, Jake’s?—”
“Oh my God. I didn’t mean to interrupt.” She turned to leave.
“—Back cracker,” Jeanie finished with a laugh.
“Oh. I thought—never mind.”
Was that relief in Georgia’s tone? Interesting.
“Please don’t leave,” Jeanie said. “We were just finishing up. And he’s not naked. Although taking in the look you two are sharing, I’m going to excuse myself in case that is on today’s agenda.”
He could almost see the prim look on her face when Georgia said, “Oh no, this is strictly professional.”
“Uh huh.” Amusement lit Jeanie’s voice. “It was nice meeting you.” She looked at Jake, then Georgia, and bit back a smile before she sent Jake a wink and disappeared out the door.
The door suctioned shut. “What are you doing here?” Jack asked.
Georgia picked up his shirt off the bench and launched it at his head. He caught it midair. She rolled her eyes.
“Put it on.”
“As the lady wishes.”
He pulled his shirt on, ever so slowly.
She waved a hand down his front. “No need to show off for my sake. I’m not impressed.”
“Darlin’, every woman west of the Mississippi is impressed. East too for that matter.”
“Says who?”
He swung his legs over the side of the massage table and stood. “Peoplemagazine.US Weekly.Sports Illustrated.Playgirl. Shall I go on?”
“Jake, I’m not here to discuss your egotistic fantasies.”
The sound of his name sliding off her lips nearly did him in. “Then what fantasies did you come to discuss?”
She flapped her hands in exasperation. And damn, she was cute. “Can’t you be serious for even one second? It’s important.”
Something shook on her last few words. Something that had him sobering up.
He walked toward her and rested a hand on her shoulder. Sparks ignited. The surprise on her face told him she felt it too.
Not good.
He dropped his hand immediately. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Everything.” She squeezed her eyes shut at the same time his throat squeezed shut.
“Tell me.”
