America's Sweetheart by Jessica Lemmon

Author:Jessica Lemmon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2018-10-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Jax and Tommy wrapped things up around six. Jax looked dog-tired when he was packing up his truck to go home, but when I walked to the driveway to ask if he was sure about tonight, he pointed at me before I could open my mouth.

“Eight o’clock,” he said.

I nodded my agreement and went inside, watching out the window as he drove down the street.

Now, like a panicky hostess, I jerk open the fridge in search of snacks. Thankfully my last delivered grocery order was packed with hummus, salsa, cheese dip, chips, and vegetables presliced for dipping. I spend time arranging dips in bowls and cubing cheese and plating before covering the dishes and bowls with plastic wrap and storing them in the fridge.

I change from the shorts and T-shirt into a summery short-sleeved dress. Then I decide that dress is too dowdy and change from that into another dress—this one strapless and with pockets. It’s perfect. Sexy but casual, and neutral black with a pretty lace detail on the hemline. I ditch the bra and change from my panties into a black lace thong. Black strappy high heels complete the look. I pat myself on the back for shaving everything this morning, and then arrange my hair in a clip before pulling it down and fluffing it over my shoulders.

“You’re fine,” I remind my reflection, then grab the mascara from the vanity drawer and touch up my top lashes. “He liked you earlier without any of this.”

Back to the closet, I hesitate. The shoes are over-the-top sexy, and I’m not sure that’s the kind of note I want to strike. Before I can swap them for sandals I hear a knock at the door.

Eight o’clock already?

I take the stairs carefully, given my too-sexy shoes, and arrive at the door with butterflies the size of the Mothman in my stomach.

Jax looks good in jeans and sneakers, his T-shirt a shade of blue that makes his eye color electric. His keys are in his hand, his hair is damp, beard neatly trimmed.

I step back and invite him in. He steps past me, the scent of citrus mixed with leather tickling my nose.

“You smell much better than okay,” I tease as I shut the door.

His grin is infectious as he tucks his key chain into his front pocket. Now I’m starting to get nervous. Earlier, we weren’t prepared. We do much better making out when the moment overtakes us.

“Do you…I have food.” Great. Now I’m nervous and it’s showing.

I’m no longer a virgin. I was once. And the guy standing in front of me, looking at me like I’m a delectable dessert, is the one I gifted my V-card to. Maybe that’s why I’m nervous.

“And I have drinks. If you want. Beer?” He takes my hand while I babble. “Wine? I could use some wine.”

“Let’s have some wine.” His grin is still there and I wonder if he’s placating me and couldn’t care less if he has a drop of alcohol.

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