Lynne’s mouth dropped open. “Are you joking?”
Jax hopped off the table, grasped her hip, and put her right back on it with his good arm. “Isn’t the examination room one of those kinky fantasies people have?”
Her eyes widened, and that had to be horror filling them. “God, no. Definitely not. Ewww.”
“What about you and me in a private room all by ourselves that happens to double as something else?” He tugged down the middle of her bra and dipped in to see her pretty pink nipples.
She slapped his hands without much force. “Jax. It’s the middle of the day.”
He paused and then looked at her, humor attacking him so quickly he threw back his head and laughed. The middle of the day? Seriously? God, he fuckin’ loved her. “It’s time to explore a little, Dr. Lynne Harmony.”
“Explore?” she burst out. “Are you kidding me? We’ve explored nearly every possible way there is.”
True. He flattened his good hand between her breasts and pushed down. She fought him, but without any leverage, she was soon flat on her back.
Finally. His day was looking up.
* * *
Sami slipped into Vinnie’s office and looked around. Vinnie glanced up from her desk. “Zachary had to run back to his church to get records, but he should return any moment.” She gestured toward the sitting area. “Let’s chat.”
Sami sighed and dropped into one of two seats. They’d let Zachary take the sofa. The second Jax had started trusting Vinnie, he’d ordered all of his soldiers to get one-on-one time with the shrink to work on feelings and stuff. Sami had managed to avoid doing so up until now. “What do you want to chat about?”
Vinnie smiled and moved to take her seat, crossing her legs beneath a green pencil skirt.
“What’s up with the skirts lately?” Sami asked. The post-apocalyptic world called for jeans or yoga pants, not fancy clothes.
“Raze found a bunch of skirts on a mission a few days ago, and he likes it when I wear them.” Vinnie smoothed down the skirt. “Plus, I’m trying to be a shrink to people, so I figure looking the part is a good thing? Who knows.”
Sami tapped her cargo pants. “All right.”
Vinnie’s eyes sparkled in a classic face. “How are you and Tace doing?”
“Considering I lied to him from day one? I’d have to say that we are not doing all that well,” Sami said quietly. Although Tace had just put Jax through a glass door on her behalf, so that had to mean something.
“Yeah, well, men feel like fools when they’ve been lied to, but a good night of sex when they get their own back usually helps. It kinda sounded like that happened last night.” Vinnie pushed long blond hair away from her cheeks. “Right?”
Heat blossomed into Sami’s face. “You heard us?”
“Thin walls, sister.” Vinnie leaned forward. “Tace looks like he’d be a champion in bed, you know? Is he?”
Sami choked. “Is a shrink supposed to ask that?”
“Hell if I know.” Vinnie tapped her fingers on her bare knee. “I’m not really a shrink. So is he all hot and sexy?”
“Is Raze?” Sami shot back.
“Oh my, yes. Raze is over-the-top dominant, sweet, and sexy all at the same time. In fact—”
Sami held up a hand. “I work with the guy, Vinnie. Let’s leave it at that.” Geez. Raze was a fellow soldier, for Pete’s sake; she’d just wanted to throw Vinnie off balance. Since Vinnie was pretty much off balance anyway, clearly it had been a miscalculation. Although, settling in for girl talk filled Sami with a few warm fuzzies. She’d missed her sister, and Vinnie had a way of drawing her in.
“So. Tace in bed?” Vinnie asked.
Sami sighed. “Fine. He’s very good in bed. Hot and sexy. A little scary last night, to be honest.”
“Yet you enjoyed it.” Vinnie lifted her eyebrows up and down.
“Yes.” Sami frowned. “I shouldn’t have, but I did, so life is just all sorts of screwed up.”
