Page 74 of The Last Second Chance
Jax foundher in the stables standing in the doorway of the feed room arguing with the feed rep.
“I understand your dilemma, Chuck. And yet, I still don’t care,” Joey said, crossing her arms over her chest. “We’re not eating a ten percent increase just because you say transportation costs have gone up.”
They bickered back and forth until she spotted Jax leaning against Lolly’s stall, watching and grinning. She promptly lost her train of thought as every thrust, every orgasm from the night before ran through her brain in vivid detail.
One look at his sexy smirk and heated gray gaze and she knew he was thinking the same thing. Her resolve to stay cool was already wavering and Jax hadn’t even said a word to her yet. All he was doing was standing there looking gorgeous and smoldery and she was turning into a puddle.
“So we’re agreed on five then?” Chuck clarified. “We’ll split the difference?”
“Huh? Sure. Five,” Joey said, ignoring the look of blatant relief on the man’s face.
“I’ll just go call my supervisor and get that approved.” Chuck practically skipped out of the stables.
“Yeah, you do that,” Joey said.
“You could have got him at three,” Jax told her.
“I was going for two when I got distracted.”
He gave her a sexy, crooked grin. “Hi,” he said softly.
“Hi, yourself. Did you sleep well?” Joey asked.
“Great. At least until a certain beautiful cowgirl snuck out of bed this morning.”
“Horses need fed. Everyday,” she shrugged. “It’s not a hobby for me.” For some reason she was itching for a fight. Or maybe she was looking for a different release of energy.
Jax’s fingers snaked into the waistband of her breeches, pulling her against him.
Stay cool. Don’t think about all those orgasms, Joey ordered herself.
“Didn’t Carter tell you to hire more help?” Jax asked, already knowing the answer.
“I’m in charge no matter how many hands we have. It’s my responsibility to make sure things get done and get done right.” She felt defensive and off kilter.
“I find your work ethic very sexy,” Jax told her.
“That’s because you have the libido of an entire high school lacrosse team,” Joey shot back. “Speaking of work ethics, you were up late.”
“Finished the draft and sent it off to the powers that be,” he told her, his fingers tightening on her pants.
“Must have been quite the inspiration that struck last night,” Joey teased, running her hands up his chest and completely ignoring her decision to maintain a little emotional, if not physical, distance from Jax.
“I could go for another round of inspiration,” he murmured, lowering his lips to hers.
The kiss went from playful to possessive in the span of a breath. Any thought of not getting swept away disappeared from her mind as her lips parted, welcoming him in.
His fingers dug into her hips and he pushed her back against the wall.
“God, I want you so much.” Jax mouthed the words against her lips. “Why do you do this to me?”
“I’m not doing anything,” she growled, nipping at his lower lip.
“Don’t even tell me that’s nothing,” he groaned.
“Hey, Joey? Do you know where—”
Joey shoved Jax back a step and leaned against Lolly’s stall door in what she hoped was a casual position.
