“He is. But he also used to be a Spider.”
“Wow,” I whispered.
“Anyway, Hawk is married to Payton and she’s a gun-totin’, card carryin’ American much like you, so he filled me in on a few things. I’ve been holding on too tight, and I recognize that, but the thought of losing you drives meinsane.”
“I could get hit by a bus tomorrow, Jake. So could you. You don’t really have much control over life or death.” I stared up at him, itching to touch him, but stopping myself from doing so.
His expression was tortured as he nodded. “Doesn’t make me want to cover you in bubble wrap any less though.”
“You make me crazy, Jake. You know that, right?”
“Back atya.” He kissed my forehead.“Will you give me a chance to make all this up to you?”
No longer able to keep myself from touching him, I wrapped my arms around his waist and breathed in deep. Cologne and Jake...all man, all delicious, all mine. “You won’t get another chance, you know that, right? I can’t have my heart broken again.”
“I know.” He stroked my hair. “I’m not goin’ anywhere.”
“And I’m going to make your lifehell for a little while.”
He chuckled. “If you didn’t, I’d be disappointed.”
I closed my eyes and burrowed deeper into his chest. “Then, yes, I can forgive you and give you another chance. Your second andfinalchance. But you’re going to work your ass off to please me.”
He slid his hand into my hair and tipped my head back, leaning down to kiss me, and I virtually melted into him. Lordy, I’dmissed him. I reluctantly broke the kiss and sighed. “We really need to get to Klamath before everything closes.”
“You’re probably right. Plus, if we don’t stop, I might forget our time constraints and take you in the back seat of your car.”
I smacked his chest. “Jacob William Parker, do not say things like that to me! This vehicle is far too small for that kind of activity. Your truck bed,maybe, but not my tiny sedan.”
He chuckled and pulled open my door. I climbed in and secured my seat belt, expecting him to close my door, but his face appeared in front of me instead. “I love you, minx.”
I wrinkled my nose. “I love you too, asshole. And for the record, Dylan was the one who got shot at. Me...I do the shooting when I’m in trouble. Now, let’s go.”
Chuckling, he kissed me onemore time, then closed my door and climbed into the driver’s seat.
