that part of himself away. He hadn’t so much as looked at a woman since ‘the incident’. Even now, he couldn’t forgive himself.
But Billy wouldn’t get hurt.
This time, he’d make certain of it.
He dropped a kiss on her warm brow and stayed close to breathe in the honey of her scent. Her mouth snapped shut, her leg swung up and the snoring stopped. He watched her face as she drifted up from her dreams. Then her eyelids dragged open and sleepy understanding dawned. She was in his bedroom. They’d spent the night together. In every delicious possible way.
Stretching like a cat, she smiled and curled up against him. He was bringing her close, rejoicing in the immediate way his body reacted to hers, when she stiffened, like someone had stabbed her in the back.
Her voice was a sexy croak, warm against his chest. “What time is it?”
“A little after eight.”
As she bolted upright, a sweep of mussed hair fell over her face. “I need to get home. I’m doing Emma Bagwell’s books today.”
“Who’s Emma Bagwell?”
“The Point’s kiss-ass realty agent. Emma’s a friend but, man, does she run a tight ship.”
“She won’t mind if you’re ten minutes late.” As his fingertips trailed down her spine, his hunger swelled and he growled against her lips, “Maybe thirty minutes.”
Maybe all day.
“I put Emma’s books off already last week. The day I broke into your club.”
When she flung back the sheet and dashed to the bathroom, Jax inspected the clothes littering the bedroom floor. He’d hoped to prolong those highs a little longer. But if making love again wasn’t an option, if Billy really needed to leave...
He called out, “I’ll put on coffee.”
“I totally love you!” From behind the bathroom door, she called out again, “Uh, I mean...coffee sounds great.”
Five minutes later, Billy followed the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and arrived in the kitchen. Jax stood by the pot, his beautiful broad chest bare, hair ruffled, that slanted smile sexy beyond belief.
As he moved across to greet her, a cup of coffee in each hand, Billy wondered.
Did Jax regret crossing that line from strictly business to mindless pleasure? It sure hadn’t seemed that way last night. Now, in this morning’s light, Billy felt as if making love with Jax Angel had all been a wonderful dream. She’d never experienced anything so intense. So consuming. He’d coaxed her to dizzy heights with his touch, with his mouth, with his words. Whenever he’d whispered against her ear, stroked her in ways that left her breathless...
Had last night been as good for him as it had been for her?
Searching his lidded eyes, Billy took a sip of coffee. And another.
“That’s good,” she said.
“So are my eggs Benedict.”
“If that’s an invitation―”
“They’ll be done in five minutes.”
“―I can’t.” Not this morning .
His chest expanded as he drew down a big breath. “Billy, we need to talk.”
“If you want my Aunt’s details, Ann will probably have something―”
“I mean talk about us .”
He took her cup and put both down on a nearby counter. Then he bundled her in his arms, so deliciously close, she only wanted him to carry her upstairs again. As he kissed her, his hands cupped and gently lifted the back of her hips while his hard sculpted body pressed in against hers.
He so wasn’t ready to say goodbye.
But she couldn’t cancel Emma again. She wouldn’t let her friend down.
She couldn’t afford to lose a client.
When the kiss slowly broke, Jax rested his forehead against hers. “You sure you can’t have the day off? I’ll write you a note.”
When he nuzzled the lobe of her ear, she melted.
“Jax...you’ll get me in trouble.”
As his mouth angled over hers, this time Billy found the strength to slip under his arm. If he kissed her again, she wouldn’t want to come up for air.
The playful intensity in his eyes lifted a little. “I need to stop now.”
She