looked. Or felt."
I smiled at her, knowing I had her under my spell. She blinked and her lips opened. I was hoping to see a little bit of drool.
"I wonder if you taste as good as I remember. I can't wait to find out."
She just stared at me, a dazed look on her face. I saw her throat move as she gulped. I sat back and took a long swig of my beer. But the whole time, I was looking at her.
And her lady parts.
She had such nice lady parts.
I set the beer down and leaned forward.
"And after I've had you six ways from Sunday- after you've had all you can take- I want to hold you in my arms all damn night. Every night Jenny. What do you think of that?"
Jenny was as still as a statue.
"Hell, I'll even make you breakfast."
She blinked at that. I smiled tenderly. The woman looked like no man had ever tried to seduce her before. It was adorable.
"Waitress!"
"Jenny, you got customers!"
Slowly, she reached down to pick up her tray. I watched as she walked across the room to the bar and set it down. She looked like she'd been hypnotized. I wasn't surprised.
I had that effect on women sometimes.
It was almost midnight when she came back with a small plate and set it down in front of me.
"What's this?"
"Cheesecake. It's on the house."
I grinned at her, feeling very pleased with the turn of events.
"You shouldn't have, darlin'."
"I didn't. Marge did. Said you were a good customer."
She shrugged self-consciously.
"She said you kept the fights to a minimum."
"I do?"
"You look sort of intimidating sitting over here by yourself you know."
I smiled at her sensuously.
"Oh."
She started to turn away and then stopped. When she looked back at me, there was a vulnerable look on her face. As if what she was about to say wasn't easy. I waited, utterly focused on her.
"Are you going to follow me home again tonight, Jagger?"
I nodded slowly.
"What about the night after that?"
I nodded again.
"Why?"
"Because I want to keep you safe. Because I can't get you out of my mind. I thought about you the whole time I was over there, Jenny."
"No lie?"
I shook my head.
"No lie, Red."
She closed her eyes, apparently coming to some sort of decision.
"Alright, Jagger. You win."
"I do?"
She nodded.
"I'll go out with you. And... you can walk me home if you want."
She shrugged slightly.
"You just might not like what you find."
I studied her.
"Try me, sweetheart. I can handle it."
She looked at me, her eyes dark with feeling.
"Just remember you said that."
Jenny
✈
I stared straight ahead, wondering if I was crazy. I was weak. I knew that. I had given in, unable to continue resisting him. Jagger was more than charismatic and charming. He was magnetic.
And I was like a moth drawn to his flame.
I just hoped he was telling the truth. It sounded crazy after everything I'd learned about him when he was gone. But in my gut, somehow, I believed him.
And even if he was lying... well, at least I'd get to scratch the itch that I seemed to have for him and him alone. The fact of the matter was, Jagger made me horny.
Really, really horny.
He was walking beside me, close enough to take my hand. The back of his hand was warm as it brushed against mine. Once. Twice.
On the third time, his fingers snaked around mine, and squeezed.
And just like that, I was holding hands with Derek Jagger.
It was hard to describe the thrill that went through me at that simple gesture. It was so sweet and natural. I felt the ice around my heart start to melt. Just a little, but it melted all the same.
We walked like that until we got to the officer's housing. Jagger gave me a look and stopped. I looked at the incredulous look on his face with a soft smile.
"You live in here?"
I nodded and led the way towards the biggest house on the complex. I led him up the steps to the front porch. Now Jagger stopped and tugged my hand. His eyes were bright as he stared at me with an inquisitive look on his face.
"Wait- Jenny- are you a nanny for someone