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“Almost.”
“With a cherry on top?” I let my southern accent slip out, and that seems to do the trick.
He chuckles. “Okay, fine. Though I’m not usually one to kiss and tell.”
“What a gentleman,” I say, allowing the accent to linger. Though I remember him doing some not-so-gentlemanly things to me in bed.
The flutters return. I try to focus on the questions. “So, who was the ‘S’ in ‘J&S’?”
He slides his aviators off and directs his smile at me. “You’re not happy unless you’re in control, are you?”
I can tell he wanted to add a ‘muffin’ to the end of that but refrained. Progress. “You noticed?” I tease. But really, it’s more like comfortable.
He sobers a little. “I notice. I like that about you.” The aviators go back on. Strong women are something he was taught to admire, I suppose. Though I’m surprised he doesn’t resent them at this point.
“My first kiss,” he finally says. “Samantha.”
Oh, now this I need to hear. “And how did that go?”
“Is this on or off the record, Ms. Jones?”
“Whichever one will give me all the details.”
“We’ll go with off, then.”
“Your choice, Mr. Mitchell.” Something about that makes his mouth twitch. I try not to look too long.
“Thank you kindly. Now, to get the full experience, would you mind if I reenact said encounter?”
It takes me a second to grasp his meaning. I scoot back. “Oh, no you don’t,” I say, unsure whether to laugh or scold.
“Don’t worry,” he coaxes. “This is strictly demonstrative.” He holds his hands up for effect. “No funny business.”
A laugh rolls out of me. Funny business? “That’s as bad as an item.”
He thinks about it. “You’re right. No hanky panky, then.”
“It’s getting worse.”
He laughs too, which makes me double over, and honestly, I don’t know which of us is laughing harder at this point.
Somehow, I manage to compose myself and straighten my shoulders. “Okay, fine. Demonstrate.” I hold up a finger with raised brows. Fight another laugh. “But no hanky panky.”
“Cross my heart.” He even does a little crisscross over his chest.
Yes, I’m loving this lighter Jake. It gives me flashbacks of our night together, except that was with drinks and music.
I nod my agreement for him to proceed, but I also remind myself to stay grounded. Yes, I love the lighter side of him, but that doesn’t mean I abandon all reason. Well…what’s left of it at this point.
Remember the wall.
He clears his throat to garner some seriousness. “We were sitting just like this. I was here, and she was there, and it was dark, so I could barely see her face. But there were lightning bugs all around us.
That actually sounds…kind of perfect.
“And when I reached in to cup her face…” He reenacts the movement, his hand moving slowly, carefully. “I was so nervous because I couldn’t see. I didn’t want to poke her in the eye.”
“Please tell me you didn’t poke her in the eye.”
