Get To Me (8th Sin #1) by Holly Hood Read Free Book Online Page A

doing?”
    “Enjoying the view.” He is sitting there with his arms crossed. The fork back on the plate.
    I shut my mouth and glare at him. “You are a jerk.” I lift the fork and look at him. “I was beginning to think you were a nice guy, Jackson.” I put it in my mouth, chewing slowly--it’s actually not bad.
    “Good, right?” He takes my fork and digs into the rest of it.
    “ Very good.” I’m impressed. “I want more.”
    “Don’t we all,” he teases, bumping against my arm with his elbow. I grab his arm and guide the fork to my mouth and laugh at him while I chew.
    “We all want things,” I say, licking my lips. Realizing I’m still touching his arm, I pull away.
    He pushes the plate to me. “Try the sauce. Not sure what it is, but it’s pretty damn good.”
    I drown the next bite in the sauce and moan as the flavors assault my tongue. “Amazing.”
    “This is nice.” He takes the fork back. “It’s been awhile since I was around someone with a sense of humor.”
    “That is a very sad statement.” I sit back; I’ve had my fill.
    “Sad but true.” He moves the oysters towards me. “Still feeling daring enough?”
    I shake my head. “The thought of something like that in my mouth makes me want to throw up.”
    He smirks. “Well, I guess that’s for the best. I wouldn’t want to have to fight you off me.”
    I cross my arms. “What do you mean?”
    “Oysters are said to be an aphrodisiac.”
    “You’re full of shit,” I tell him.
    “I kid you not. I haven’t had any proof. No big orgy, no wild sex; but that’s what they say.”
    I pick one up and study the hideous thing. “There is nothing about this that would make me feel sexy.”
     
    I set it down. “So, Jackson, tell me about tomorrow.”
    “Tomorrow I have a meeting. I’ll be looking over some property that my father and I are thinking of renovating.” He looks at me. “And I want you there to tell me what you think and to take a few notes.”
    “You’re paying me to take notes?”
    “And for your opinion.”
     
    The waiter takes our order. While we wait, I do my best to get to know Jackson as a person, not just my boss. He’s an open book, and willing to tell me anything I want to know. He was in a long relationship once and almost married the girl, but things ended once he started working longer days. Now most of his free time consists of working for his family and running the shelter.
    He was a college grad; he did all the things a person like him should do with his life, and he was proud of it, in a humble way. He’s just grateful that he managed to get so far with little or no screw ups.
    “It’s easy to talk to you, Savy.” He takes a sip of his beer. “Has anyone told you that you’re a great listener?”
    I shake my head. “When you come from my family, you learn to do it really well.”
    “You don’t say much about yourself. But you make it a point to ask a lot of questions about me.”
    “What would you like to know?” I catch the straw between my lips and look at him. “I’m an open book. Ask and you shall receive.”
    “What are you waiting for?”
    I search his eyes. “What do you mean, what am I waiting for?”
    “With your life. There has to be a reason you quit school and are kind of involved with someone.”
    I sigh. “I think working hard for something you aren’t happy with is stupid. And as for my involvement with someone, I haven’t had a boyfriend in years and I kind of like it that way. I told myself the next time I’m in a relationship it will be with someone I can see myself with.”
    “So no intimacy?” He makes a face. “What fun is life without physical contact?”
    I smirk. “I never said I don’t have sex. I just never let things become serious. I don’t invest my feelings in anyone anymore.”
    “Which would lead me to think you had a bad break up.”
    “And you would be right.” I pull the napkin back on the rolls and pick one up. “I think we all have.