“I love you, you bonehead.” She smacked him in the chest, but when she shifted and felt him inside her, her eyes widened. “Are you still hard?”
“Oh yeah,” he growled and rocked her over him. “Ride me. I need to come again.”
They watched each other as they made love. He was lost to her. He knew it and accepted it. She owned him, body, heart and soul.
When he couldn’t wait any longer, he forced her to move faster. The bumping and grinding grew into moans and a hoarse shout as he came, not caring about the mess.
“Fuck. Oh fuck.” He buried his face between her breasts. Nudging her dress aside, he took a nipple in his mouth and sucked, rolling the bud while he finished inside her.
“Jack. God.” She pulled his mouth away from her to kiss him again. “Quit avoiding me, okay? I love you. I want to marry you and have babies with you. I’ll wait as long as I have to, but you have to forget what was, okay? For me.”
He looking into her eyes and saw his future. “You really mean it?”
“I do.”
A lifetime of arguments, makeup sex and joy were all bundled into his angel, into his heart. “Just promise to say those two little words when it matters and it’s a deal.”
Her eyes brightened. “Sucker. I finally have my revenge, Jack. You’re in my clutches for all eternity.” She gave a dark laugh, and he chuckled with her.
“You make the best witch ever.” He shifted and started to slide out of her. “Or maybe the best devil. I swear, you could tempt me to do just about anything.” He kissed her again, then froze and pulled back. “Hold on. Selena Thorpe? What the hell was that? Why is she here?”
Ann smiled and kissed him until he calmed down, content to hold her. “Maya decided we needed some closure with her too. Selena was in town, believe it or not, visiting family. A phone call about a rich, desperate man—that would be you—asking for her had her hustling down here.”
“Rich? That’s a laugh. But how did you know I’d be here?”
“Dex might have helped a little too. But Selena’s not important anymore. What’s important is right here.”
“Oh yeah. Right here in my arms. You’re my world, angel.”
“And you’re mine. We’ll leave all the scary stuff out there with the mean people.” He didn’t understand her sly grin, but then he didn’t care because she started whispering of all the ways she planned to make up for their lost week.
“You know what they say the best revenge is?” he asked, feeling lazy, sated, and so in love he wanted to burst.
“Living well?”
“See? Great minds think alike.” He pursed his lips for another kiss, and his angel didn’t disappoint.
Maya stepped into Dex’s studio on a mission. Oh, it burned to have to turn to him for help, but she’d seriously stepped in some heavy shit by being such a blabbermouth and needed to make amends. She wanted to smack herself for not being more careful, but with the cat out of the bag, she had no one to blame but Maya Werner, loudmouth extraordinaire.
Watching Selena Thorpe—she’d never changed her name during any of her marriages, go figure—wrap her ringless hand around Dex’s thick biceps as they spoke annoyed the crap out of Maya. She didn’t want Dex, but that didn’t mean she wanted that blonde bitch touching anything inhertown. Period.
Since Dex was a friend of Jack’s, and Jack belonged to Ann, that meant by extension Dex was off limits.
Maya smiled, shut the studio door behind her, and walked to the couple now in deep discussion. “Selena, you whore.Greatto see you.” Maya had insisted Selena be part of the plan. It was all about wrapping things up, after all. “How’ve you been?”
Selena glanced over, shocked, and then narrowed her eyes. “Speaking of whores… Dexter, you let just anyone in here?”
Dex’s amusement didn’t matter. His studio, his presence, none of it registered as Maya focused on her target. God, she’d been waiting for this.
“Oh shit,” he muttered, realizing too late she had something planned. “Maya, maybe you should—”
“Catch up with an old—and I do meanold—friend? Sure, Dex. Good idea.”
He reached out a hand, to stop her no doubt. She grabbed it and heard him thank the Lord. Then she yanked him off balance. Not an easy feat considering the guy outweighed her by at least a hundred pounds of pure muscle.
Once past him, she didn’t hesitate. She took one good look at the bitch who’d nearly ruined her friend’s life—and punched.
Selena’s cry of pain and thecrackthat echoed feltsogood. Orgasmic-ly good. So she cocked her arm back to let another punch fly when a pair of arms grabbed her and dragged her away.
