Page 45 of Fighting Temptation (Men of Honor 1)
I suck in a sharp breath from his erotic words.
“What if I want you to rip my panties off?” I whisper shakily.
“Oh fuck. Baby don’t say that to me right now. I’m trying to do the right thing and fix my mistakes, help me out Jules.”
He’s right, as much as I want him now is not the time. If we ever are intimate again it will be his move and his alone. I will not make the first move again.
I let out a breath, “Ok.”
When I start getting up his hold tightens, “Wait, answer my question first… Are you ok?”
I feel so emotionally drained it takes me a while to respond, “I will be. I’m just tired, it’s been an eventful couple of days.”
“I know. Come on I’ll drive you home,” he kisses my forehead one more time then releases me.
“But I drove here, remember?”
“Don’t worry about it. Coop and I will drive your car back later.”
I’m so grateful he offers, because the truth of the matter is I’m much too tired to drive. “Thank you.”
I grab on to his arm as we start walking back to his truck.
“Whatever happened to your bike?” I ask curiously.
“I still have it, it’s in storage,” he looks down at me and grins, “Why? Wanna go for a ride?”
“Yes! I miss it. I haven’t been on a bike since you left.”
“Good,” he grunts out, “I’ll take you out once you’re better.”
I give him a small smile, “Thanks.”
I look over his truck as we walk up to it. I have to admit it’s a pretty nice truck- black with chrome trim and tinted windows, but it’s way too high. I stare at the door wondering how the hell I’m supposed to get in. “Geez Jaxson, your truck doesn’t quite reach the street light, I think you need to jack it up some more. How the heck am I supposed to get in?”
He grunts at my sarcasm, “Get over here smart-ass and I’ll help you,” he says opening the door.
I giggle as I walk over to him. His hands span my hips but before he lifts me up he leans in close behind me, his mouth almost touching my ear, “When you’re lippy like that Julia, it makes me wanna do things to that smart-ass mouth of yours.”
The combination of his words and his touch so low on my hips send a shiver through my body. Jaxson snickers knowingly as he lifts me into the truck. He walks over to his side and hops up gracefully, the height not being an issue for him. Sexy jerk.
I lean my head against the window, feeling lighter and happier than I have in a long time. I rest my eyes and the next thing I know I feel myself being lifted. I shoot awake and gasp, my arms fling around in panic till I grab on to something.
“Shh it’s ok, it’s just me, I’ve got you.”
I let out a breath and my heart rate slows as I realize it’s Jaxson. I wrap my arms around his neck and rest my head on his shoulder, falling in and out of consciousness.
“Where are your keys?” he asks quietly.
“The doors unlocked,” I mumble tiredly in his neck.
He tenses under me and lets out a growl, “Goddamn it woman!”
I ignore him, too tired to argue. He carries me upstairs and lays me down on my bed gently pulling a blanket over me. I snuggle in and moan, loving my comfortable bed.
“Jesus.”
What the hell is his problem now?
He rustles in my purse and pulls out my car keys, he leans over, “Is your house key on here so I can lock the door behind me?”
“Mmhhhmmm,” I mumble sleepily.
He chuckles, “Alright I’ll be back in the morning to take you to the station.”
He turns around to leave but I grab his hand stopping him. He looks down at me curiously, “Don’t ever leave me again, because if you do… I might not survive it.” I feel vulnerable admitting that to him, but I need him to understand, because it’s the truth.
“I’m not going anywhere baby, I promise,” he whispers thickly. Then he leans down and kisses my head, “Good night Julia.”
This time I let him go and fall into a blissful sleep.
I lock up Julia’s house on my way out and do a quick walk around to make sure the windows and other doors are locked, the back door isn’t. I shake my head pissed off, the damn woman is going to start keeping them locked at all times. I hop into my truck and adjust my painfully hard cock. I need to find some control and stay focused on fixing the mess I’ve made, not getting in Julia’s panties. But god do I ever want to get in her panties again.
I pull back up to the police station and see Cooper’s truck still here.
As I walk through the doors the receptionist from this afternoon stands up quickly and eye fucks me as I get up to the front desk. “Hi Jaxson, back so soon?” she purrs, leaning over to give me a view of her cleavage that comes from a great pair of fake tits.
“Uh ya, is Coop still around?”
“He’s in his office, go right in.”
“Thanks,” I go to walk away but she grabs my arm before I can make my escape.
“I’m off in an hour, wanna hook up?”
I actually think about it for a split second. I haven’t been with anyone since Iraq, it’s been a really long fucking year without sex. But I know from experience that fucking any other girl won’t do anything to get my intense need for Julia out of my system.
“Maybe another time,” I say noncommittally.
“Just let me know.”
I nod and walk into Coop’s office. He’s bent over a file looking pissed. There’s coffee and a half eaten donut next to him. Typical.
“Hard at work with your coffee and donuts?”
Coop’s head shoots up, “Jesus, I didn’t even hear you come in.”
That’s one way of knowing he’s upset about something. “What has you looking like you’re ready to shoot someone?”
