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“Get out. Who? Why?”
I attempted to concentrate as Jax’s hands roamed downward, cupping both of my ass cheeks and making it really fucking difficult to want to continue this discussion. We had less than an hour together, and I’d much prefer to recreate one of the many sexual positions we’d explored last night.
“Just before we left, I heard there was an opening in the Kitchi Falls Police Department. One of the guys in my unit works for NYPD currently, but he’s been wanting out. He hasn’t been able to get off the beat yet since he doesn’t have a hook. I told him about the opening, and the town, and he’s coming up before...”
He stopped. Jax was about to say, “Before I leave.” A reminder that he was leaving. And this weekend was nothing more than a vacation fling. I ignored the tug in my chest, concentrating instead on the feel of being tucked into Jax’s chest. Of his hands on my ass, as if they were one second away from exploring further.
“Before you leave.”
“Nat—”
“We’re not going to talk about it, remember? Nothing serious in Sicily.”
“I think we said, no land talk in Sicily.”
“Whatever.”
He seemed doubtful. “I beg to differ but will let it go. As long as you come over when you get back.”
“I will. So what’s his name, this Ranger friend of yours?”
“Mason Bennet. But most people call him Mace. He’s a great guy.”
“But you didn’t answer my original question. Is he as sexy as you?”
Jax’s eyes narrowed. Answer enough.
So Mason was sexy too. And if I weren’t mistaken, that was a flash of jealousy. So Jax didn’t like the idea of leaving town just as his sexy ex-Army Ranger buddy potentially moved in?
Interesting.
“Don’t get any ideas,” he warned.
“Ideas? What kind of ideas?”
“Mmhmm.”
I blinked innocently.
“Mace has a girlfriend.”
Oh well, there went that plan. As if making Jax jealous would keep him from selling the land, uprooting his life, staying in Kitchi Falls to be with me.
Except, that’s exactly what I wanted him to do. Silly as it was.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Uh huh.” With that, he kissed me again. This time, it wasn’t gentle. His kiss was hard and rough and claiming. It was a kiss that reminded us that neither Jax nor I knew when we’d be in each other’s arms again. Because the clock was running out, literally, on our pause. Real life was about to intrude on our perfect little getaway.
Which was when his words fully penetrated.
The best weekend of my life.
Maybe, just maybe, there was hope for us yet.
TWENTY-FIVE
natalie
