Gulp.
…Trask in just his boxer-briefs, Jett had all she could do to keep her tongue in her mouth.
She’d known the man was ripped. She’d glimpsed bits and pieces of his glorious chest and arms when he’d donned those sexy turn-outs earlier, but this…
Jett wanted to fan herself.
The man’s thighs were sinful; defined with huge muscles. And if she were gauging correctly, each one was bigger around than her waist. She wanted nothing more than to tell him to turn around so she could ogle his ass, but he was currently spluttering.
She needed to keep her cool.
“Wh…what are you doing in here?” he asked, his face growing red.
“I thought we should clear the air before we go to sleep,” she told him as primly as she was able. “I know you weren’t happywith me downstairs, but you were also too polite to cause a scene in front of your parents, so here I am, giving you an opportunity to haul me over the coals without an audience.”
Jett didn’t know what to expect, but it wasn’t the predatory look that suddenly came into Trask’s eyes as he slowly stalked toward her.
Holy crap.
Was she about to become this growly bear’s “just right” meal?
CHAPTER 14
Trask didn’t have a plan.
All he understood was that he had to knock the bold and irreverent pixie on his bed for a loop.
He knew why she’d come into his room, and itwasn’tso he’d have a chance to air his grievances. It wasn’t even for sex, which she might have contemplated at some point.No.It was simply to bust his balls.
Well, the joke was on her. He wasn’t going to bend to her agenda. She was going to bend to his.
He just had to figure out exactly what that entailed.
The look in her incredible eyes as he stalked toward her was exhilarating. Her nostrils were flaring and her entire body—if the twitching of her muscles was any indication—had suddenly gone on high alert. Trask liked it. The more off balance he could keep Jett, the quicker he could regain control of the situation she’d just manufactured.
“Lay down,” he ordered.
“Excuse me?” she squeaked, looking at him askance, and unfortunately still appearing as sexy as hell
“Lay. Down,” he repeated, once he was within two feet of her position. He needed to keep the upper hand.
She looked up at him. Way up, and…
…complied.
Holy shit.He hadn’t expected such easy capitulation.
He’d already discovered that Jett posturing arrogantly was a total turn-on. But Jett supplicating herself at his demand? That was headier stuff than he’d encountered in a very long time. If ever.
“Okay, stud,” she attempted boldly. “Now what?”
Good question. But he couldn’t let Jett see any of his indecision or she’d pounce on it like a cat.
“Now, we do this apology thing my way.”
“Right. The apology thing.” Her brows came together. “I’m sorry I?—”
He cut her off.
