Promise Me Always by Jackson A. L

Author:Jackson, A. L. [Jackson, A. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Suspense
ISBN: 9781946420961
Amazon: 1946420964
Goodreads: 80331456
Publisher: A.L. Jackson Books Inc.
Published: 2023-01-30T08:00:00+00:00

“This treehouse is pure awesomesauce. Remy and Scout are going to lose it. Plus, I’m pretty sure your neighbors are going to get a complex,” Tessa rambled as she swished the paintbrush over the floorboards of the steps. “There’s going to be no keeping up with the Joneses after this baby gets finished.”

I let go of a playful grunt. “Only neighbor within ten miles is my mother.”

“And she’s going to be horribly jealous. Green with envy. Like, seriously, it’s kinda sad.” She grinned, all wide-eyed. “But there’s really not much you can do but build this to its intended grandeur. You know what they say, bigger is better.”

She winked.

The girl was a goddamned flirt, and there was a distinct chance I liked it too much.

The lightness she exuded. The warmth. She was a life raft when things got too deep.

Like she was doing her all to get rid of the pressure over what we’d fallen into last night, but it wasn’t forced, either.

It was easy.

Right.

It was just me and Tessa.

Our friendship.

Our teasing.

This bond that strengthened with each layer of me that she peeled away rather than her running, like I’d expected her to do.

“Is that so?” I asked, letting her innuendo weave in with my response, playing with fire, but since the girl was a ball of it, I didn’t know how to stop.

“Mm-hmm. Who wouldn’t want their margarita bigger? Or their pizza? Or I don’t know, the mountain they’re about to climb? It seems like more of a challenge, don’t you think? At least the one thing I know for sure is that I like my things super-sized.”

Mischief pranced through her expression, though her eyes told a different story, this softness there that was riddled with fierceness and vulnerability.

This was a woman who would just lay herself on the line if it felt right.

If she believed in it.

All while staunchly believing in the end it would turn out all right.

“Thanks for spending the day out here in the heat, slogging along beside me,” I told her.

“What can I say? Some things are worth working for. Or working beside.”

She shrugged like what she said didn’t matter, like she wasn’t slowly undoing me with every word that fell from her mouth, with every glance she cast my way.

I stared at her for a beat. Her flaming hair was hidden beneath a ball cap and tucked behind her ears, the rest of it a lush fall down her back.

This morning, she’d dashed inside to change into something appropriate to work in.

I wouldn’t have exactly called it that.

She’d strutted out wearing cut-off shorts that showed off her long, long legs, and a tight red tank top.

Shocker.

My favorite color.

The tank hugged that sweet, tempting body, the neckline scooping down to reveal a bit of cleavage.

My mouth had instantly watered, and I’d been wondering why I’d been such an idiot last night that I didn’t take the time to get a peek at her tits while I’d had the chance.

Thought she was purposefully trying to drive me out of my mind.

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