Page 10 of Stitched Up Heart


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Jase gave her a bemused look. “Yeah, we’re good.”

“Good.” Denise turned to Bree and gave her a big hug. “Do everything I would do if I had a guy like that looking at me the way he’s looking at you,” she whispered.

Bree smiled and whispered, “Love your face.”

“Love yours more.”

Bree watched Denise make her way to the door.

Jase gave her a level look when she turned back to him. “You want to get out of here?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

Jase grabbed her hand and led her to the front doors, giving head nods to his friends as they left. Outside they walked straight to a taxi parked in front of the bar.

“That’s fortuitous,” Bree said.

Jase gave her a lopsided grin as he opened the back passenger side door. “I called him while you were talking to your girl.”

“Now who’s being presumptuous?” Bree mumbled as she slid into the back seat.

“What’s that?”

“Not important.”

Jase gave the driver an address as he slipped in next to Bree. He slammed the door closed and looked at Bree with a raised eyebrow.

“What?” Bree tugged on the material of her t-shirt before tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Too far away, darlin’.” He hooked his arm behind her waist and pulled her across the seat until she almost sat in his lap. He ran his other hand under her hair at the nape of her neck, grabbing a handful as he brought his mouth to hers. The kiss picked up where it left off in the bar. His tongue invaded her mouth. His teeth nipped at her bottom lip. She moaned into his mouth, trying to get as close as the confined space of the backseat would allow. Finding the edge of his t-shirt, she ran her hand up the wide expanse of his back. Hard muscles under smooth skin. Her fingers curled in, nails biting. He answered with a groan and lifted her leg over his. The kiss lasted an eternity and was over in an instant.

The driver cleared his throat. “We’re here.”

Bree pulled back with a small gasp and tried to catch her breath. She’d forgotten where they were. She met Jase’s gaze and licked her lips. He looked at her mouth before pulling his wallet out of his back pocket and paying the driver. He took Bree’s hand and opened the door, pulling her out behind him.

“Thank you,” Bree said to the driver on her way out of the car.

Jase led her to the front door of a suburban house that looked like every other house on the street. He unlocked the door and threw his keys on the low table to the right of the door. Bree glanced around the small living room as Jase shut the door. She kicked off her flip-flops out of habit and dropped her keys on the table.

“Do you…” She gasped as Jase placed his hands on the outsides of her upper thighs, lifted her and held her against the wall next to the door, forcing her to grab onto his shoulders for balance.

“Wrap your legs around me,” he said.

She did and felt his hands slide under the cuff of her shorts, digging his fingers in the fleshy part of her ass.

Bree melded her lips with his in an open-mouth kiss that left her breathless. There was a moment of weightlessness when she come away from the door as Jase pushed off and carried her down a short hall to a bedroom. She let out a small scream when Jase all but dropped her on the bed. The laugh that followed was cut off when Jase found her mouth again. She groaned when he rubbed his erection against the junction of her thighs. The friction sent pulses down her legs. She hooked a knee over his hip, seeking even more contact. His hands on the hem of her shirt. She lifted her arms over her head and he pulled it off. He pressed his mouth to her neck. His fingers hooked into the straps of her bra. A quick tug exposed her breasts. He tore his mouth away from hers and sucked on her nipple as he fumbled with the back of her bra.

“Front clasp,” she gasped.

“Do it.” He moved his mouth to her other breast.

Bree released the clasp of her bra and let it fall open on the bed. She reached for his shirt, helping Jase pull it up over his head. As soon as he was free of it, he returned his attention to her nipples. Bree arched her back and ran her hands over his well-defined shoulders and upper back, reaching for any inch of skin she could find. She grabbed fistfuls of his hair and hissed through her teeth as he sucked painfully at her nipple.

“Too much?” he asked as he gazed up at her.

“A little.”