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“Down,” I told them, opening the door, surprised to see Jackson there. “What-”

I got cut off as he walked in the door, his hands cupped my cheeks, and his lips pressed against mine.

With a moan, I gripped the sides of his shirt, returning the kiss.

I don’t know what changed in the amount of time since he dropped me off, but I wasn't going to question it. Not when it felt this good and not when this is what I wanted.

Finally, he broke the kiss, his forehead resting against mine.

“I’m sorry,” he muttered.

“Please don’t tell me it was for that kiss. I rather enjoyed it.”

“No, I want to do that again. But I’m sorry for being such a jerk. For having my head stuck up my ass. You’re my favorite type of car.”

I frowned as he said that.

“Jackson, I'm not a car and that’s not really a compliment.”

“You are. You’re the old one that everyone loves and can’t part with it.”

“Not really making me feel good.”

He chuckled as he pulled back, his thumbs brushing my cheeks.

“I’m sorry, that came out all wrong. It’s an analogy that Hank at the bar gave me.”

“Saying I’m a car?” This was the strangest conversation I had ever had.

“Yes. See, I thought it was too soon to want you. To be with you. Geri hadn’t dumped me all that long ago, but he made me see that it didn’t matter because you were the real thing, the one thing I wanted.”

I blinked back tears as I looked at him.

“I am?”

“You are. And that I was more scared when I first ran into you because of the way you knocked me sideways.”

“If it helps, I think I started changing how I looked for you too, Jackson. I wanted to be the type to catch your eye, and I didn’t realize that until the other day.”

He groaned as his lips sought mine again, his hands moving from my cheeks to my hips. He brought me closer to his body, and I could feel the stiffness growing against me.

“Rest assured, Vixen, you caught my eye. But it wasn’t just the clothes,” he whispered against my lips. “Now, are the dogs going to keep staring at us or can I take you to your room?”

“My room is down the hall.”

I stepped away but his arms wrapped around me and he lifted me up, making me gasp as I clung to his shoulders.

“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time, Jacqueline, don’t deny me it.”

I smirked as I ran my fingers through his hair, only to tug on it as we entered my room.

“I don’t think I want to deny you anything, ever.”

He dropped me on the bed and I laughed, a smile on my face.

“I have lots of plans for you, do you know that?” he asked.

I shook my head at him, but hell if I didn’t have plans of my own. Mostly like getting him undressed and feeling his skin against mine.