Page 108 of The Last Second Chance
Summer responded immediately.
Okay. Don’t panic! First thing’s first. Look in the mirror.
I am not giving myself a pep talk in the mirror.
No, dumbass you’re checking your makeup. If you’re making a declaration of love that’s eight thousand years in the making, you’re doing it looking good.
Joey rolledher eyes and then did as Summer told her. She swiped a finger under each eye, ran a brush through her hair, and checked her teeth for dinner.
Okay. Reflection doesn’t look nearly as freaked out as I feel.
Gia chimed in a second later.
Oh, holy moly! This is so exciting!! Quick question. What exactly are your feelings for Jax?
Joey chewed on her lip.
I want to tell him that I’m willing to give us another chance.
Aseriesof smiley face emojis exploded on her screen.
Not helping.
Sorry! Also you’re going to have to get out there soon because Beckett just asked me why I was jumping on the couch and I told him. So he’s totally going to text Jax.
Ditto. Minus the jumping.
“Shit,” Joey muttered. She tossed her phone and her unhelpful friends onto the bathroom counter and stormed through the door before she could lose her nerve…and before big mouths Beckett and Carter could get to Jax first.
“Put your phone down,” she said, when she spotted him by the window, phone in hand.
“Okaaaaay.” Jax put the phone down on the table like it was a gun and she was the cops.
Joey stopped inches in front of him.
“I’m saying let’s plant a damn garden.”
She was in his arms before the words were completely out. “This is all I’ve wanted for so long and all I can think is to ask if you’re sure. Are you sure, Jojo? Are you really sure?”
She wet her lips and nodded. “As sure as I can be.”
He brought his lips to hers, his fingers gently held her steady. It was a slow burn and Joey felt the locks inside that had been sealed so long ago start to give.
“I’m scared.” She hadn’t realized she’d said the words out loud until Jax pulled back a millimeter.
“I am, too,” he whispered over her mouth. “Terrified, actually.”
“But we’re still going to do this, right?”
“Jojo, all the best things are scary. And you’re the scariest.”
“That’s weirdly sweet,” she said, moving in to feel his heat against her. To get closer to him and make everything else disappear. Her fingers dug into his shirt, desperate to cling. “Did you know everything is always better when you’re touching me?”
He had no words, but the fire in his eyes told her he felt the same. His hands were moving down her arms, up her back, stroking her and keeping her close. A sensual prison that she had no desire to escape.
“Show me what it’s like, Jax.”
“What what’s like, Jojo?”
