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August 12 - August 27, 2025
Jacks flashed a smile that was far more wicked than welcoming. “Glad to know you’re thinking about me when you kiss your husband.” Heat flushed her cheeks. “I’m not thinking nice things.” “Even better.” His eyes sparked,
“So am I,” Jacks said.
Jacks chuckled. “If I knew all it took to scare you was a little touch, I would have tried this sooner.”
“Careful,” Jacks drawled.
“You’re not looking at me as if you hate me right now.”
“You talk in your sleep,” he drawled. “You said my name—a lot.”
“It didn’t look that way to me, Little Fox, and I was here all night.”
I won’t tell your husband that you’re obsessed with me.”
Jacks flashed a dazzling smile, curving and perfect and utterly cruel.
“I’m flattered you’ve taken such an interest in my wants. But you really should start thinking about your husband more than me.”
“That’s too bad,” Jacks murmured.
—J
Winning at love was less about succeeding in a battle and more about continuing to fight, to choose the person you loved as the one you were willing to die for, over and over.
“I also play chess.”
“Jealous, Little Fox?”

