Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 97037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
“Twenty,” I answer, and his eyes widen.
“Where?” His eyes move along my middle, and heat spreads in my belly.
The need to show him is powerful, but I refrain. “My stomach, my hips, my bottom, and the tops of my thighs.”
I don’t miss the fact that he trips over nothing, his eyes still trained on me. “Your ass?” he gulps, and I grin.
“Yes. I have a flower garden of all my favorite flowers.”
His eyes darken before he licks his lips. The motion is so damn sexy, and my clit takes notice. She starts to tingle again, and damn it, I want to jump this dude. I want to know whether it’s because I never had him or if there is true chemistry between us.
He bumps into me, a playful smile on his face. “How many piercings?”
Before I can even think, I answer, “Six.”
My face turns bright red as he stops dead in his tracks. His eyes move to my ear, which is exposed and shows no holes. My parents wouldn’t let me get my ears pierced when I was younger, so I never did. Instead, I pierced where no one could see.
Jett’s eyes are molten chocolate as he grits out, “Six?”
I love the look in his eyes, and shit, am I stepping closer to him? “Yup,” I answer, my voice low and sultry. I’m vibrating everywhere, but I can’t let him know he is driving me mad with just the look in his eyes. Those eyes fall to my mouth, then lift back to my eyes as heat gathers deep in my gut. He reaches out, tucking my hair behind my other ear.
“Your ears are not pierced.”
My voice is rough as I breathe out, “I know.”
Jett looks as if he is about to devour me, and I want him to do just that.
His lips curve up in a devastating grin that has me burning up from head to toe. “What happened to the prim and proper ice princess I knew?”
I match his grin, and I feel mine take up my whole face. I even feel my eyes smiling, if that’s a thing. “She grew up.”
He traces his eyes along my face, and I feel the flutter in my gut intensify. His eyes hood a bit, his tongue coming out to wet his lips, and I swear to God, if he kisses me, I’ll combust.
“Fable Winter!”
I jump at my name as Jett steps back, his hand falling to his side. I look over to see my mom, who is glaring at Jett before she sets me with a look. “Get in the car.”
I bring in my brows. “Ew, why?”
Jett lifts his hand to his mouth to hide his laughter as my mother sneers. “Fable, I will not ask again.”
She looks as if she’s about to explode with anger, and I don’t know why. I absolutely don’t want to get in the car with her. I scrunch up my nose and then point to the Thistle. “I’m heading back to work.”
“I’ll bring you back. Kitty needs you.”
My stomach drops, and the heat I was really enjoying turns ice-cold. I glance back at Jett to find that he’s watching me. He gives me a small smile and shrugs. “I’m always here.”
Does he want me to come back to finish what we started? Wait? I started something?
Oh, he messes with my head.
Before I can feel this out, check the vibe, my mom’s voice sends ice down my spine. “Fable!”
“For the love of Pete,” I mutter, and then I wave. “Thanks again for going with me.”
“Anytime.”
We share one last look before I get into the car with my mother, feeling like a teenager caught with the guy her mother hates.
Apparently, that’s exactly what this is.
She hasn’t even pulled away when she yells, “Have you lost your mind, Fable?”
“What?”
“You were basically humping him in broad daylight.”
“Wow, that’s an overreaction,” I muse, shaking my head. “We were talking.”
“You two were way too close. You have to remember who we are! You can’t be slumming it with the wrong crowd.”
I gawk at her. “Slumming it with the wrong crowd?” I repeat. “Have you lost your mind? Jett owns the damn Ice Thistle, he’s extremely respected in this community, and he’s a good guy. What the hell are you talking about?”
“He isn’t good enough for you.”
“That’s not for you to decide!” I yell back, totally caught off guard by her rant. “I am a grown adult, Mom. I could sleep with everyone in this town, and you can’t say shit.”
She gasps. “Fable, you wouldn’t!”
“Don’t put it past me!” I yell back, shaking my head. “We work together, we are friends, past partners. Jett means a lot to me.”
“I knew this was going to happen. You just can’t resist him, can you?”
Can I? Shit, I don’t know if I can.
That’s new.
“Mom, that is none of your business.”