For now.
I push to stand, making my way through the pathway in the flowers to get back to my horse, when my phone pings with a text. I fish it out of my back pocket and look to see who it is.
Izzy
Next time?
The attached image takes a second to load, but once it does, I can’t control the laughter that howls out of me.
It’s a picture of her holding up a men’s purple and white striped Speedo. “She’s lost her fucking mind,” I mutter to myself between laughs.
Jett
Keep dreaming, Beauty.
Her reply comes through instantly.
Izzy
Don’t worry, I will.
Jett
Oh, yeah? What happens in this dream?
Izzy
You. Me. The speedo, of course. Then, no speedo…
The very thought of feeling her body against mine has my dick hard in the matter of seconds. Fuck, this woman. I swear, years,not months, could go by and she’d still have the same effect on me.
Jett
You know where to find me.
Tucking my phone away, I'm met with the overwhelming hope she takes the bait. I want her here. Not just to make her scream my name, but just to have her here. With me.
To me, Izzy’s body is just a perk. The perk of the fucking century, but still just a perk. It’s her presence I crave. Her sharp, witty tongue. The way she challenges me in everything I do. The way she makes me want to challengeher.
I laugh to myself. She’s so fucking challenging, but I’ve never been one to back down from a challenge. In fact, I love them.I love her.
She makes me want to do better. To be better.
And I know she feels the same about me.
She may deny it. Fight me on it. Even make me want to send my fist through a goddamn wall when she pushes back.
But I know…
Izzy may only be willing to give me surface-level breadcrumbs, not even near what I want from her, but I'm willing to take it like the selfish asshole I am.
For now.
Chapter six
Izzy
May 2017
