For the first time in what feels like forever, I was running on pure instinct. An instinct that draws me to Jaxson Lockwood, that has my body responding to his. Last night, my brain checked out, leaving only my pussy and hormones in charge.
I move, aware of the delicious ache between my legs. The sticky evidence coating my thighs. My skin is sensitive, where his touch brought me back to life.
Inevitable.
Yes, Jaxson and I, being together again, was inevitable.
We’ve spent the week working, practically living together on a remote island, both highly passionate about the work we’re doing, surrounded by lovers, honeymooners. The Maldives is advertised as a destination for love, lovers.
The IUD I had fitted years ago means there’ll be no unwanted consequences of our night together. When I told Jax there’s no room in my life for children, I meant it.
I get up and head into the walk-in wardrobe, grabbing my clothes off their hangers.
I fold them neatly, a habit of moving from one hotel to the next.
Zach’s letter falls out of my bag as I empty it of unnecessary weight.
I close my eyes and inhale, shoving it under the stack of clothes before re-straightening the corners. I’ll dispose of that when I get home. I don’t want to run the risk of it falling into anyone else’s hands. That’s the last thing my family needs. Another scandal.
I pack in record time, zipping up my case, placing it by the door.
Seeing Don was a ruse, although my mindisfull of possibilities after yesterday’s trip. A market trip, or a local market held on the island once a week. Local entertainment, the possibilities are endless.
I pick up my phone and leave myself a voice note to contact the team when I get back. Get them to talk to him about the possibilities. If I take it on, I’ll never let it go, and there are other things that need my attention more.
I stop, my mind racing.
What?
Could some of what Jax has said have begun to sink in?
I laugh.
But you sent him away.
Palpitations form in my chest, my breathing becoming erratic.
I sit down and concentrate on slowing each breath.
“Get a grip, Kathryn Brooke Frazer,” I say, holding my pendant to ground me.
There’s no future for Jax and me, however much I may wish otherwise. I can’t give him what he needs, I’m not sure I ever really could.
He wants love and a family.
I’m not sure I’m capable of that kind of love.
I’m addicted to my job, can’t see past the next issue.
Then there are my brothers. He’s their best friend. When I mess it up, however much they love Jax, they’ll take my side.
The board and investors. I will not jeopardise this project for sex… even amazing, mind-blowing sex.
Starting something with Jax could risk everything, would risk everything. Any relationship between us would overshadow what we’re trying to achieve. I just hope, over time, he’ll come to see that too.
CHAPTER 36
JAX
