Had she just said she had a ravenous hunger?And the toast looked good?Ravenous hunger meaning sex?
“Did you sleep well, baby doll?”Axel asked as Nick approached with two mugs and set them down.One in front of Axel and one in front of Jenna.
“The best night ever,” she replied, her smoky gaze drifting to Nick.
He blew out a tense breath, turned away, and went to retrieve his mug of coffee.
When he turned around, Jenna was stretching, her arms lifting above her head.The movement caused the flannel shirt to ride up even higher.
Nick’s gaze snapped to her thighs, to the way her muscles flexed there, the way the fabric barely clung to her hips.
His mouth watered as he remembered finding Axel going down on Jenna yesterday morning.
Twenty-four hours later and the dynamics had seriously changed here.
Suddenly Axel chuckled.It was a low and dark sound, and Nick wondered if maybe they were both teasing him on purpose.
His thoughts meandered to when Jenna had pretended Daisy was some sort of big vicious dog.She’d said it with such a straight face.She had to be teasing him now.
He was reading way too much into this.
Unless she wasn’t teasing?
The way his cellmate had described her being a sexual woman made Nick wonder maybe he wasn’t reading too much into this.
Axel’s stories about Jenna, and them fantasizing about her in prison, had made Nick obsessed with a woman he’d never even met.
And now here she was, practically naked in front of him, her scent filling the kitchen, her gaze burning into him like a brand.
Nick sat down beside Axel with his mug and forced himself to sip the scalding black liquid.He stared everywhere but at Jenna or Axel.Every muscle felt too tight, every breath too shallow.He was trying to be casual, but his body was betraying him.
“Hello, Nick.Plate.”Axel’s voice cut through his thoughts, and Nick jumped, nearly spilling his coffee from his mug.
“Here’s a plate.Unless you want to eat off the table itself,” Axel said, shaking his head as he held out a plate, an amused expression on his face.Nick hadn’t even realized he had no plate in front of him.
He felt heat flush into his face again as he grabbed the plate and began to scoop a generous portion of the scrambled eggs and then bacon onto it.
He noted his hands were shaking.Fucking shaking.
He could feel Jenna’s eyes on him as he began to eat, trying like hell to act normal.
Man, the entire time they ate, Axel and her were talking about what chores were going to be done today, he couldfeel her attention like a physical touch.
“Hey, what’s the matter with you this morning?Why so quiet, Nick?You look like you’re about to have a stroke or something.Breathe, man,” Axel said with a soft chuckle.
Nick shot him a glare.Axel knew damn well why he was quiet, and the bastard was enjoying every second of it.He shoved a forkful of eggs into his mouth, chewing mechanically.
Axel was definitely playing with him.
“He does look a little pale.Are you okay, Nick?Any residual effects from the knock to your head?”Jenna asked.
Nick’s fork stopped halfway to his mouth, as Jenna leaned forward.Her face was suddenly too close, her breath warm on his cheek.His pulse kicked like he’d been jolted with a live wire.
She was staring right into his eyes and his gaze snapped downward to the exposed skin between the valley of her breasts before he could even stop himself.He hadn’t meant to look, but his eyes betrayed him before he could blink.The curve of her lips hit him harder than it should have.They looked so soft, warm, and were aimed right at him.
“Pupils are even.So that’s a good sign,” she said, her voice steady.Then she smiled at him and his breath halted.
What the hell was the matter with him this morning?Why was he reacting so intensely to her?
