[Warning: This story is a romantic suspense book which does include mature situations.]
Excerpt -"One look and panties drop. One night and they're ready to marry me. Too bad I'm not interested in anything more than a taste. Until I'm tempted by Litt...
"There are wounds that never show on the body that is deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds." ― Laurell K. Hamilton, Mistrial's Kiss
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The house was new. Very new. It looked like it had been finished last week. It looked almost too new in some strange way. It was as if it had rolled off a production line, but they had forgotten to apply the mandatory layer of color to it.
The windows were huge and seemingly inspired by something truly alien. Anyone could see into the house from an uncomfortable distance, but suprisingly, there were no other houses in sight. From here, I could see surfaces of white, glossy plastic that iced over the kitchen, granite enforced the walls in their straight, uninspired monotony.
There wasn't a single square meter of organic material in sight. Not even a comforting wallpaper that imitated warmth in some way. Not even a plank of wood.
"This is beautiful but I just wanna go to sleep," I said. "I'm just gonna go to whatever room I feel like going to."
Jax stood close as I departed from him to head to the next room I saw.
Suddenly there was a thud. "What the fuck was that?"
A woman moaning loudly soon filled my ears.
"Oh, my strawberries!" I said trying to turn the other way. "I don't even want to go to sleep now."
"Excuse me," I said knocking softly at the door. "Could you stop banging or at least be quiet?"
People these days. I turn around and let out a frustrated sigh, but soon to find Grey half naked in front of me with only boxers on.
"Oh, it's you," Grey let out a silent sigh.
Is this family blessed with eight packs or what?
"Wait a minute," I held my breath as my heart widely beat against my chest. "Didn't we see you not so long ago?"
"Yes, is that a problem?" He whispered, his voice husky.
I couldn't help but notice the gruff, rugged, and deepness in his tone.
"And you're having that already?" I laughed bitterly.
"Who are you?" He questions, his blue eyes mesmerizing me into surrender. "The police?"
"Oh, I'll be a police if that means I have to kick your ass," I hissed.
An amusing glint danced in his eyes. "Oh, my. That sounds sexy."
"This dumb ass." I roll my eyes. "I don't fuck with fuckboys, okay?"
"But you fuck with Jax," He retorts.
"What?"
"So long Vanessa," He looked behind his shoulders at me when I didn't respond and left to go back to his room.
