Beautifully Shattered (The Beautifully Series Book 1) by Courtney Kristel Read Free Book Online

finally looks back at
me, I laugh. He’s biting his cheeks to keep from smiling, his
emerald eyes sparkle with excitement. Even with fruit in his lap,
covering his expensive suit pants, he’s still ridiculously hot.
    In a movement so fast
that I don’t even see it coming, Jax has my platter of food on the
floor, and in the next second he dumps a glass of water all over my
head. That’s the exact second I know I will kill Jaxon Chandler.
    I wipe my wet hair out
of my face angrily. “Ahhhhh I’m going to kill you! I can’t
believe you just did that!”
    The ice cold water
drips down my hair and down my back. I’m now freezing and my shirt
is practically see-through. Spotting a few ice-cubes on me, I fling
one at him but he ducks out of the way. I hate his fast reflexes.
    “Relax, Ads it’s
just a little water, it won’t kill you.”
    Jax has the balls to
chuckle then sit back down on the couch and eat like he didn’t just
dump water on me. WATER! The nerve this man has sometimes! Gah, I
want to scratch his eyes out in his sleep.
    “A little water, Jax?
Are you kidding me? You dumped your ENTIRE glass of water on me!” I
scream at the soon to be dead man.
    Jax waves his hand at
my little outburst. “Calm down, Ads.”
    I flick my orange juice
at him. Wrong move, it splatters all over my suede couch. I groan,
thinking how long it’s going to take to clean. My gaze wanders to
Jax’s perfect, orange-juice-free face. Not good. I know that evil
twinkle in his eyes, it’s an expression that I have gotten very
familiar with over the years.
    “I swear, Jax, you
better not! I’m hurt and I swear if you even think about it, my
revenge will b—” I’m not able to finish my rant before he
scoops me up and throws me over his shoulder.
    Hitting his back I
start yelling at him, but does The God even listen to me? Nope.
Instead he smacks my backside so hard I’m sure I now have a clear
imprint of his hand. My heart-rate picks up the second I realize
we’re in my bedroom. That intense pull I always feel towards him
comes back in a huge wave, as if it’s going to devour me. My heart
beats so loudly I’m positive that he can hear it.
    As Jax walks past my
bed, I quickly realize what he has planned. I smack his toned butt as
hard as I can manage in this position. Jax lets a growl escape his
throat that I’m sure is supposed to be a warning, but all it
manages to do is excite me. When he opens my bathroom door, I squeal
and try with no avail to get down from his iron-like hold on me.
Finally reaching his destination, he turns on the shower. I scream
and hit his back harder with each smack, but it doesn’t even faze
him, he just smacks my now very red butt again.
    HARD!
    Holy-hotness I might
have a bruise, but I don’t think that I have ever been so instantly
wet before in my life. Oblivious to how turned on I am, Jax just
laughs as he steps into the cold shower with me on his shoulder.
    He quickly repositions
me so that now I am cradled in one of his arms, while his other hand
grabs the shower head and drenches me in cold water. This is the
moment that I despise playful Jax! The water is freezing!
    I start fighting his
hold more once the shock wears off. I manage to capture the shower
head so that I can soak him, too. After a few seconds Jax laughs in a
way that lets me know that my turn is over and he quickly yanks the
shower head out of my hands and begins a new war of making me as
soaked as he possibly can.
    Vindictive jerk!
    Just because I laughed
at him, he carried me into my shower and decided to soak me with cold water. He couldn’t even turn it to hot. The fact that I’m injured
angers me more because I can’t retaliate. We’re both dripping and
our soggy clothes cling to our bodies, outlining everything .
    My attire leaves
nothing to the imagination. And Jax . . . he looks like the Greek-God
that is feeling gracious enough to show his presence to us mere
mortals. All of a sudden, he takes in my near-naked