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“Breakfast for dinner. I’m really good at hugs and pancakes.” And delivering orgasms, but that was something I preferred to show women, not tell.
She laughed, and it transformed her, like she’d turned on a light and it radiated through her face. Those brown eyes dazzled, revealing flecks of gold and cinnamon. Her straight white teeth flashed as pink colored her cheeks. Well, fuck. Now I was in trouble.
Never had breakfast for dinner. Never been around horses. Both were problems I wanted to solve.
The only woman in the world West would gladly take orders from was his wife. And maybe their daughter, once she was born.
It shouldn’t have surprised me to wake up alone the next morning. Not after she’d been keeping me at arm’s length for three months. But damn if it didn’t burn. It really fucking burned.
“You do look like hell. And you’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
“You’re carrying my Josephine. That’s not exactly freeloading.” My Josephine.
My Josephine. Two words and he made it real. He made it special. He made it so I wasn’t doing this alone.
All I’d wanted, as a teenage kid about to leave home, was to call a mother on Sundays if I was homesick.
“Tell me a lie,” he whispered. “I don’t want you to kiss me.” It came out so fast I couldn’t stop it. What was I doing? What was I saying? His tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip. “Tell me a secret.” Only one secret came to mind. A secret I really, really shouldn’t say. But I did anyway. “I always want you to kiss me.”
Babe. Baby. Honey. Beautiful. Sweetheart.
Jax didn’t use a single endearment. He used them all. He seemed to tailor them to his mood. Babe, for the normal moments when we were just talking. Honey, when he wanted to be sweet. Baby, when we were in his bed.
“Distract me. Tell me a secret.” “I love you.” The words came out in a rush. It was effortless. As automatic as breathing. It was the easiest thing I’d ever said in my life.
“Tell me a lie.” “I hate Montana.” A grin tugged at my mouth. “Mission accomplished.” “Now a secret,” she murmured, still breathing hard. “Tell me to tell you a secret.” “Tell me a secret.” “I love you.” Three words and I could breathe. For the first time in what felt like my whole life, I could breathe.
So she’d huddled in a corner, eyes squeezed tight and fingers in her ears, sitting still and quiet so our friends could fuck.
