Oh my fucking god, my baby sister just walked in on me having sex.
As gently as I can, I pull free of Jax’s body. She winces, but I wait for her to close her legs as best she can before stepping away. My whole body is sweaty, pleasure drunk, and unsatisfied.
I tug at my clothing, thinking feverishly about what the hell I’m going to say to my sister. But I didn’t count on Jax and her endless confidence.
“Oops,” she says lightly, as if this happens all the time. I glance behind me, and she’s already got herself under control, kicking her shoes and panties out of sight, and righting her clothes.
Carrie hasn’t moved, her eyes ping-ponging between us. Her expression would be funny if this whole situation weren’t so humiliating.
“Uh…” Carrie says in a bewildered tone, looking like a deer in headlights. “Hi.”
“Sorry,” Jax says, “we didn’t think anyone was still here.”
Shit, she thinks Carrie’s an employee.
“Uh, this is Carrie,” I say quickly. “My little sister.”
Jax turns to me, her eyes going wide as saucers. I don’t know what to say or do, my whole body still coming down from the high of the sex and trying to fight the urge to run out of the room screaming.
Carrie has relaxed, her arms folding across her chest as she discreetly closes the door, glancing back at the office to check no one else has seen our little display.
“It’s my fault,” she says gently. “I should have knocked. But in my defense, my brother usually has more sense than this.”
“Well, I thought I locked the door,” Jax says with a little laugh and sticks out a hand. “Jax, it’s good to meet you. Sorry for the… sorry about this.”
How can she be so calm?
I manage to drag my pants out from behind the desk and shove my feet into them hurriedly. I do up my belt, feeling as if I’m eighteen and my mother has just walked in on me.
“Sorry, Care,” I mutter, finally coming out from behind the desk and tucking in my shirt.
“No worries,” she replies. “I really should have knocked.”
“Uh…”
“So, are you going to introduce us properly?” Carrie asks pointedly, and I see Jax glance back at me, a smirk on her lips.
I don’t know what comes over me in that moment. Maybe it’s riding the high of having her exquisite body against me, or admiration for her endless confidence, but something just clicks inside my head as I realize I could solve a lot of my problems with one well-placed lie.
I step forward and put my arm around Jax’s waist.
“Jacqueline… um, Jax, is my girlfriend, Care. Sorry I didn’t tell you before. But it’s all kind of new.”
I feel Jax’s whole body turn into a solid block. She doesn’t look at me, but her muscles are like a coiled spring.
I am gonna have hell to pay for this one.
“Oh my god! That’s so awesome,” Carrie says immediately. “Youhaveto come to Sunday lunch and meet the family.”
This time it’s my turn to tense.Okay, I hadn’t expected that.
“Uh… yeah, maybe,” Jax manages, her voice tight.
“He has too many sisters, but I’m the best one,” Carrie insists. “You can meet our mom, too. It’ll be great.”
She laughs like it’s funny and meets my eye.
“Uh, Carrie, why don’t I walk you out?” I say. “We can let Jax get herself together.”
