I look at Jax. Then Zephyr. Then back at Tiger.
“Overnight,” I repeat, instantly fucking throbbing in my pants.
“Yeah.” She walks toward us. “Zinnia wanted to see my mom’s new place. And my mom said she’d bring her back tomorrow after breakfast.”
Before I can respond, she’s kissing Zephyr. Deep. Hungry. I watch his tongue enter her mouth, and I’m already moving. I pull him out of my way and turn her toward me.
“Fuck, I really missed you,” I say against her mouth.
“It’s been a while,” she agrees.
“Too long.”
I kiss her hard. She responds immediately. Her hands in my hair. Her body pressed against mine.
Then Jax is there, pulling me back and taking his turn.
I step aside and watch them for a second, still yearning for her touch.
Then I take Tiger’s hand and start pulling her toward Jax’s bedroom.
Jax pushes me. “Not yet.”
He kisses her again. Slower this time. More deliberate.
We keep doing this back and forth, trading her between us. All of us trying to get close at once.
Finally, Tiger pulls away from all of us, breathing hard.
“Okay. Stop.”
We freeze.
She looks at each of us. Eyes dark. Deciding something.
Then she reaches for me and pulls me forward. “You first.”
“Yeah?”
She nods. “Yeah.” She looks at Jax and Zephyr. “You two. Just watch and be patient.”
Jax’s jaw tightens, but he doesn’t argue. We walk to Jax’s bedroom. Zephyr leans against the doorframe, smirking.
Tiger turns her full attention to me. “You wanted me all to yourself?”
“Yeah.”
“Well…” She chews her bottom lip. “You have me.”
I kiss her, pouring every ounce of myself into it. Every missed moment. Every text message. Every thought I had on that damn plane. Every time it was my hand and not her.
She responds just as intensely, matching my energy, pushing back.
I’m vaguely aware of Jax and Zephyr watching. Of the tension building. Of the fact that this is just the beginning.
But right now, in this moment, it’s just me and her.
And that’s exactly what I needed.
