Page 96 of Jett


Font Size:

“We’ve got things to do and your pretty ass just put us behind forty-five minutes.”I pat her ass. “Get dressed.”

“I’m going to need another shower, Jason.”

“Make it quick or skip it. I’m only going to be back inside of you later.”

“Ew, you’re so nasty.”

“Be honest with yourself, beautiful, I think that’s why you like me.”

Thirty-Eight

ADRIENNE

There’sa dull ache pulsing between my legs as Jason and I sit in the backseat of his black Range Rover, holding hands and grinning like we’ve won some sort of jackpot.

It’s a good ache.

The kind that reminds me I had no clue what satisfying sex was until I met him. In a very real way, I have truly hit the jackpot.

“I’ve been taking a cooking course online the last few days,” I reveal, filling the quiet space with words other than medicine.

“What have you learned so far?”

“We’re working on sauces. Did you know that the key to elevating any meal to restaurant level quality is by mastering sauces?”

“I certainly did not. I’ve got to say, Dr. Hodges, that I’m surprised you have time to be a gourmet chef, a pediatrician, and make me come.”

He nuzzles my neck, and I chuckle with laughter.

“You are so bad.”

“If it comes down to it and you have to make a choice out of the three, I hope you select correctly.”

I slap his hand playfully.

“I’m making the time to do them all. I can’t just be one thing anymore. It’s not enough.”

He nods quietly in understanding.

“I’ve decided that I will not hold Janet responsible for her parents’ bad behavior.”

“What do you mean?”

“Janet’s mother, my father’s wife, is the same woman he cheated on my mother with.”

“How do you know that?”

“The timeline is too tight. He was definitely seeing her while still married to my mother because he married her less than a year after her death.”

“It’s possible to fall in love in a year.” I say, only realizing how it may be interpreted until after the words leave my lips.

“That’s true.” He smiles and stares at me with those mesmerizing silver eyes of his.

“However they got together, it was the last straw for my mom. He was out, I was playing football, and she just couldn’t handle it alone.”

I clasp his hand tighter. I know this is difficult for him to talk about.

“She took a large dose of a mixture of Ambien and Valium, both of which had been prescribed to her by her primary doctor with no follow-up appointments or counseling. She had been gone half the night before anyone ever even knew.”