Daughter of legendary fighter “The Saint,” Lily St. Claire knows firsthand how fighters can be. As the owner of a chain of MMA gyms, she’s no stranger to aggressive, dominating, and possessive men. That’s why she’s always kept her distance. But the day Jax Knight walks through her door she’s captivated by his charm. Stunningly handsome, well mannered, Ivy League educated, and confident, he shatters all the preconceived notions she’d come to think were true about men who trained to fight.
But falling for someone so soon after her breakup wasn’t something she’d planned on. And definitely not something her ex plans to allow.
Dinner and a dirty mouth
My face
pinks when the waiter clears his throat, no doubt he’d heard Jax’s last
comment.
“Are you
ready to hear the specials?”
“Are
we?” Jax arches an eyebrow, his eyes
gleaming with delight. He’s not the
slight bit embarrassed, but knows I am and is quite enjoying himself.
“Yes. Please.”
I give him the evil eye and force my full attention back to the
waiter. The entire time the waiter talks
about the specials I feel Jax’s eyes burning into me.
“I’ll
give you a moment to let you decide.”
Graciously, the waiter excuses himself.
“Why did
you do that?” I scold, my voice low.
“Do
what?” He leans back in his seat,
crossing his arms over his thick chest.
“You know
exactly what I’m talking about.”
“Do I?”
“You
enjoy watching me flustered, don’t you?”
Jax
arches both eyebrows. Bad choice of
words.
“You know
what I mean.”
Leaning
in, his voice gritty and sexy, he looks me straight in the eyes when he
speaks. “I love watching you. Period.
But what I like best is watching you pretend you’re unaffected. It’s like an unspoken challenge.” He pauses and leans in even closer. “I love the pink that creeps up your cheeks
when I say something dirty. The way your
pussy throbs when I mention what I’m going to do to you later, and you wiggle
in your seat trying to control it. So
yeah, I guess I do like watching you flustered.
You sit and give your attention to the waiter, trying to pretend you’re
listening to whatever he’s saying instead of thinking of me feeding you my cock
later, but we both know you didn’t hear one word he said. Hell I didn’t hear one word watching you,
just knowing what you were thinking about.”
This
time, I see the waiter before he’s close enough to hear us. He smiles as he reaches our table. “So what can I get for you this evening? Did I interest you in one of our specials?”
I look at
the waiter, then Jax, who arches an eyebrow with a knowing smirk on his face,
then back to the waiter. “The specials
all sounded delicious. I just can’t
decide for myself. I’m going to defer to
my date to pick one for me.” I return my
eyes to Jax with a cheeky grin.
He throws
his head back with a chuckle and looks at the poor confused waiter. “We’ll take whatever two are your
favorites. Surprise us.”
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About the Author
Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work. She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!
Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work. She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!
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