Page 37 of No More Secrets
What did give him pause was the fact that buying a car appeared to be a real sign that his brother was serious about staying put. He wondered what that meant.
When they returned, Summer had neatly arranged the subs on plates and filled shot glasses of juice at each place setting on the island. She couldn’t cook to save her life, but her presentation was appealing.
“How was the ride?” she asked, all blue eyes and full lips.
“She moves,” he answered.
“Why do men refer to cars as women?” she asked, frowning.
“There’s only one other thing that gets a man’s blood up like the rumble of an engine,” Jax said.
“And that’s a beautiful woman,” Carter added.
She laughed and he couldn’t stop himself from putting his hands on her shoulders. “So what are we sampling here?” he asked.
“Julia was so passionate about what she does and the health benefits of it, I picked up the ones she recommended.”
Being OJs by Julia’s main supplier of organic produce and herbs, Carter had tried most of the juices before. He knew which ones were palatable, delicious even, and which ones were to be avoided at all costs.
“Food or juice first?” he asked, taking the stool next to her.
Jax picked up a glass and sniffed it with suspicion. “Let’s juice first and wash it down with food just in case they taste like they smell.”
Summer swigged back a shot of the Citrus Berry Brew. “That one was really good,” she said, licking her lips.
Jax went for the Ginger Sunrise and drew in a breath through his teeth. “That one has a bit of a kick.”
Carter hid his smile as they both reached for the Jolly Green. He grabbed a shot of the Beet Root Reboot. “Cheers.”
“Cheers,” they answered.
Summer clinked his glass and drank hers down. The reaction was instantaneous. She clapped both hands over her mouth to keep the juice from coming back out. Jax wasn’t as dignified. He raced to the sink, spit out the offending juice, and drank straight from the faucet.
“What the fuck was that?” he gargled.
Summer gagged. “It tastes like ... feet. Disgusting, horrible feet.”
Jax groaned in the sink.
Carter roared with laughter.
“You knew!” Summer stared at him accusingly.
“As soon as I’m sure I won’t puke, I’m gonna kick your ass,” Jax grumbled.
Summer took matters into her own hands and filled Carter’s empty glass with Jolly Green. “Drink up. We’re in this together.”
Carter eyed her up and then sprinted around the island.
“Come back here, you coward,” Summer yelled, running down the hall after him while wielding the glass.
She saw him dart into the dining room and chased after him, not realizing it was a trap.
Carter jumped out and snagged her around the waist. Summer shrieked and bobbled the glass. He snatched it out of her hand and pushed her up against the wall. “I think you want another shot of this, don’t you?” he teased.
He used his body to hold her in place and playfully brought the glass to her lips. Summer clamped her mouth shut and shook her head from side to side.
“Come on, baby, open up.”
