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"I'm sorry, too. I don't know what I was thinking when I asked her for help."

"This life... It's an adjustment. I'll have to teach you how to deal with it." His lips brushed my cheek. "I should've talked to you. When you needed answers, I should've been the one to give them to you."

"Next time," I said, praying for it to be that easy.

Eventually, we'd run out of mistakes to make. I had to believe that.

A sigh left me. What we'd had in Vegas...it'd seemed so clear. So true. Now everything was murky, clouded by our family ties. I grieved a little for the innocence our relations.h.i.+p had lost along the way.



But mourning what we'd lost didn't stop me from appreciating what we still had. When I was in Jax's arms, I felt like I was right where I was supposed to be. The only other thing that came close to giving me that feeling of homecoming was Rossi's.

I knew what it felt like to lose it. Now I had to learn what it would take to keep it.

Pulling back, Jax looked at me, his hands gliding up and down my back. "I was coming after you. If you'd left, I would have been bringing you home now."

I nuzzled into his touch, wanting to comfort him and wanting comfort in return. I could feel the strain in his body, the tension pulled tight and ready to snap. "I might've made you work for it."

His hands lifted to my neck, his fingers kneading into the knotted muscles. I moaned, melting under his expert touch.

He lowered his head, and his voice came deep and low. "I'll work for it now."

Even though I saw the kiss coming, it still knocked me out. The seal of Jax's mouth over mine was tight and greedy, laced with a wildness I hadn't tasted since we'd been together in Vegas. His tongue stroked fast and hard into my mouth, licking deep with devastating s.e.xuality. The message was clear before he spoke.

"I want you," he said softly, tracing my lips with the tip of his tongue. "There are a dozen people on the other side of these walls and I don't care. I can't be quiet when I'm f.u.c.king you...they'll hear me when I come inside you. They'll see it on my face when I step outside. I couldn't care less. If I'm not buried deep in you within the next ten minutes, I'm going to lose my mind."

"Jax." My phone started ringing. I switched it to silent mode and dropped it, not caring where it landed. Then I fisted Jax's hair in my hands, holding him in place as I ate at his mouth.

I loved kissing him. The feel of his lips, so firm yet soft. The rough sounds of pleasure he made. How ravenous he was for me. He made me feel like he couldn't live without me.

He caught one of my wrists and dragged my hand down to his erection, wrapping my fingers around him. He was hard as stone and deliciously thick. Then he pulled my hand up to his chest and pressed it flat over his pounding heart. "Gia..."

I lost it.

We tore at each other's clothing, yanking off b.u.t.tons and ripping through delicate threads. I was desperate to get at him, my lips and teeth catching every inch of golden skin that they could reach, my hands pulling and tugging at every sc.r.a.p of material that got in my way.

In a distant part of my mind I heard my phone vibrating, but I didn't care. Neither did Jax. With everything on fire around us, we focused only on each other.

He urged me back until I tumbled onto the bed, shrugging off his ruined s.h.i.+rt before following me down. His skin was hot to the touch, burning me even through my bra and slacks. Kissing me deeply, he cupped one of my b.r.e.a.s.t.s in his hand, kneading covetously before shoving the lace cup aside to touch my bare skin.

I gasped into his mouth, my nipple hardening against his palm. I fumbled with the hidden b.u.t.ton of his tailored pants, growling when he settled on me and trapped my hands.

"You first," he muttered. Clever fingers circled my nipple and rolled it, sending delight arrowing to my core.

The next moment, that mouth I adored was on my breast, wet heat surrounding my tender nipple. His tongue lashed at the hardened tip, his cheeks hollowing on a drawing pull. His hand was between my legs, rubbing my aching cleft through my slacks, teasing me by grinding the length of his erection against my thigh.

His scent and heat surrounded me, his hands and mouth moved all over me. I wanted some control, but he was too fast, sliding lower before I could catch him.

His gaze snared mine as he tugged my slacks and panties down my legs.

Sitting up, I pulled off my blouse and unhooked my bra. My phone was vibrating nonstop, setting a driving urgent pace. Jax rolled to his back and opened his fly, lifting his hips to shove his pants and boxer briefs out of the way. He came at me like that, too impatient to strip all the way.

I spread for him, lifted my arms to him, and cried out his name when he pinned my hips down and shoved half his c.o.c.k inside me.

Lowering his head, he groaned in my ear. "Let me in, baby."

Wriggling, panting, I pulled at him. My nails dug into the rigid muscles of his back, my calves tightened on his thighs. I grew wetter by the moment, turned on by the helpless way his hips swiveled, his body mindlessly seeking a deeper connection to mine. I could've used more foreplay, but I was quickly catching up, my s.e.x clutching at him in rhythmic pulses.

"That's it," he gasped, pulling back an inch and thrusting again. "Take my c.o.c.k."

I moaned when he slid deeper, my hips fighting his hold, needing to arch upward.

Suddenly, he was gone, leaving me aching and empty. Then his mouth was there between my legs, licking, circling my c.l.i.t, and fluttering over the throbbing bundle of nerves. My hands fisted in the sheets, my back arching. I went from not quite ready to o.r.g.a.s.m so quickly the climax took me by surprise.

Heat spread over my skin like a fever. s.h.i.+vers of pleasure wracked my body. I sucked in air, squirming away from the delicious torment of Jax's talented tongue. He gripped my thighs in both hands, holding me down, making me take the rapid-fire shallow plunges. It was a wicked tease that left me desperate for the steely length of his c.o.c.k.

The moment he moved to slide over me again, I wrapped my legs around him and twisted, taking him beneath me. He lay sprawled magnificently, golden and hot and wild-eyed. Sweat glistened on the hard ridges of his abdomen and heat burnished his cheekbones. His sinner's mouth was wet from me and red from our kisses.

G.o.d, he was crazy s.e.xy. And the way his hands gripped my hips as he pulled me over him made me insane with the need to ride him. To take what I needed. To own him.

I caught him in my hand and positioned him, holding his erection upright so I could slide over him. He was so d.a.m.n hard, my mouth watered. I looked at the long, thick p.e.n.i.s in my grip and licked my lips, wanting to taste him.

"Later," he growled, lifting his hips to notch the wide head in place. Goose b.u.mps swept over my skin at how hot he was. He was burning up, and taking me into the fire with him.

He yanked me down and I moaned, so wet and ready from the miracle of his mouth that I took him to the root in one easy glide. His neck arched, his back bowing upward from the bed with a pleasured hiss released from between clenched teeth.

"Gia."

My throat burned. Knowing I gave him what he needed...seeing it level him...nothing else affected me the same way.

Jax jackknifed up in a ripple of honed muscle and buried his face in my throat. "I love you."

"Jax..." I pushed my fingers into his hair, cupping the back of his head to hold him close.

"I want to take off with you," he muttered. "Go away and tell everyone else to go to h.e.l.l."

I tightened around him. "For how long?"

His teeth sank gently into the skin of my throat. "Forever."

"Okay." I rose onto my knees, letting him slide from me. "Let's go."

The next moment I was on my back and Jax loomed, his mouth curving in a dangerously s.e.xy smile. "Let's finish what we've started first."

"I don't ever want to be finished," I told him softly.

He cupped the sides of my face and held my gaze. He swallowed, and it seemed like he was going to speak. Then, he lowered his head and kissed me, telling me without words instead.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, I watched Jax get dressed. He was quiet, his thoughts clearly taking him far from me.

"Jax."

"Hmm?" He glanced at me and the blankness in his eyes slowly sharpened into full awareness. His fingers paused in the act of b.u.t.toning his s.h.i.+rt. "You okay?"

As rushed as he'd been to get inside me, once he had, he'd slowed way down. He'd made love to me. Slowly. Sweetly. As if he, too, wanted to remember how things used to be between us.

I turned the question back on him. "Are you?"

His chest lifted, then fell. "Yeah. I've got to take care of some things, but I know what needs to be done. You, however, are out of it. Okay? No more, Gia. I'm not going to let you-"

A shout from the living room interrupted him. The tone was angry and caught his attention and mine, until it became recognizable.

I stiffened. Anxiety set my heart racing. I slid from the bed to get dressed. "It's my brother."

A quick glance at the clock told me it was the busiest s.h.i.+ft of the night for Rossi's. My nerves frayed. There was no good reason why Vincent would abandon the restaurant to make the trip to Jax's.

Jax shoved the tail of his s.h.i.+rt into his pants. "I'll take care of it."

"No. This is my problem."

"The h.e.l.l it is." He slipped into his oxfords and strode toward the door. "You've dealt with enough today."

"Jackson-" The latch clicked shut behind him, leaving me scrambling to make myself presentable.

Vincent shouted again, sounding angrier than before. To be quick, I pulled on a pair of yoga pants and a sports top. I made it out to the living room in time to see everyone clearing out. Jax stood by the couch rubbing his jaw, while Vincent stood on the last step leading down into the sunken living room, his hands clenched at his sides. He was dressed for work in a Rossi's T-s.h.i.+rt, his handsome face set in harsh lines.

"Vincent."

He rounded on me. "You wanna tell me why I'm getting crazy calls from Deanna at work?"

I crossed my arms, s.h.i.+elding my heart from the coldness in his gaze. In all of my life, none of my brothers had ever looked at me that way. "Did she tell you what she's been up to?"

"She's a reporter, Gianna. Writing news pieces is what she does."

"Is that the bull she fed you? What she's doing is wrong."

"And you're right?" he shot back, taking a step toward me, which had Jax stepping forward, too. Vincent's head whipped toward him. "Back off, Rutledge. You put her up to this!"

Jax nodded grimly. "I did."

My mouth fell open. "That's a lie! He had nothing to do with it."

"The f.u.c.k he didn't!" my brother said curtly. "You would never have done something like this if it weren't for him. How did you know about the pictures?"

There was no way I was bringing Nico into this. "I have the pa.s.sword for your cloud account."

He stared at me as if he'd never seen me before. "And you used it? How long have you been invading my privacy?"

"Just tonight."

"I don't believe you."

That cut me deep and hurt. Badly. "It's true."

"You could've called me. I could've tried talking to her. You didn't have to-"

"It wouldn't have worked," I told him flatly. "I would never have threatened her if there'd been another choice."

"So you went with abusing my trust and putting me in the middle without giving me a heads-up? You cut me out, Gianna, instead of coming to me for help. That's not the way our family works and you know it." He jerked his chin at Jax. "That's the way he handles dirt, not you."

"There wasn't enough time, Vincent!" I argued, hating myself for the pain I saw on his face. Something precious had been destroyed and seeing the loss was breaking me into little pieces. "I was going to tell you."

"Too late." He faced Jax. "Congratulations, douchebag. You ruined the perfect girl."

He stalked toward the door.

"Vincent. Wait!" I rushed after him, frantic to mend the first real rift I'd ever had with one of my brothers. I'd never been so scared. My heart was beating so fast I felt lightheaded.

Jax darted in front of me, grabbing me by the shoulders and holding me in place. "Let me deal with this."

I opened my mouth to argue, then noted the spreading bruise on his jaw. Shock froze my feet in place. "He hit you?"

"Don't leave," he said, as if I hadn't spoken, his attention going to the door when it slammed shut behind my brother. "Understand? Wait for me to come back."

He went after Vincent.

And almost two weeks later, I found myself still waiting for him to come home.

10.

"HE'S JUST BEING stubborn." Angelo shook his head and took a long drink of his soda. "You know how Vincent gets."

"He misses you," Denise agreed, shoving a cl.u.s.ter of French fries into a pool of ketchup. "Try calling him again."

"He hangs up as soon as he hears my voice." I slid my chair closer to the table so that a woman could squeeze by behind me. The diner near my work was packed and we'd been lucky to snag seats.

"But thanks to caller ID," Denise said, "he knows it's you before he answers. He could just let it go to voice mail if he really didn't want to talk."

I picked at the bun of my hot dog, struggling with a lack of appet.i.te. I'd been on the outs with Vincent for nearly two weeks, and the Rossis had finally decided enough was enough. My mother had called the day before, and Nico had followed up that night. Angelo and Denise hit me up at work to meet them for lunch. I half expected my dad to show up for dinner.

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