Wed to You by Jenna Harte

Author:Jenna Harte [Harte, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Genre Fiction, Domestic Life, Contemporary, Family Life, Contemporary Women, Contemporary Fiction, Literature & Fiction, Women's Fiction
Publisher: Penner Publishing
Published: 2017-01-23T18:30:00+00:00

Jagger adjusted the knot on his tie and then turned toward her. Her breath caught at the sight of him. She’s seen him in a suit for their wedding, but it had been white. Today he wore a black shirt and suit with a black tie, making him look more like the devil than he ever had. In all that black, his blue eyes blazed hot and intense. He was the sexiest man she’d ever seen. She had an impulse to strip him of his dark suit and take advantage of his hot body. She wanted to run her tongue over him and feel that soft facial scruff on all her most intimate spots.

He cleared his throat, taking her out of her sexual daydream. He was staring at her with a smirk, suggesting he knew exactly what had been running through her mind. “You like what you see?”

“I think if this business thing doesn’t work out, you could make a living as a male model.”

“I modeled for an art class once.”

She nearly groaned as the image of him hot, hard, and naked posing for an art class seared her brain.

“I went out with a bohemian woman who was an art major.”

“You dated a bohemian type?”

He flashed her a grin. “We went out a few times. Sort of friends with benefits. Artistic types are very…creative.”

She wasn’t artistic or creative in or outside the bedroom, which was a reminder why she should stick to her no-touch rule. “Did she get extra credit for bringing you as the model for class?”

He laughed. “You’ll have to ask her. It’s Alexis.”

Her jaw dropped. “Your lawyer?” Chelsea couldn’t decide what was stranger, that the high-class sophisticated woman in the five thousand dollar dress had once been a bohemian type or that Jagger was still friends with her. Did their friendship still include the benefits?

“No.” Jagger shook his head. “Alexis and I don’t engage in bedroom art anymore.”

How’d he know what she’d been thinking?

“I’d be happy to pose for you, though, if you wanted.” He waggled his brows.

“I’m not artistic.”

He grinned. “But you’re athletic.” He bit his lower lip as his gaze blatantly took inventory of her body. Every nerve ending in her body fired with a desire so acute, she nearly launched herself into his arms.

When he stepped toward her, she thought he was going to save her the effort. Oh, Lordy, did he look sexy, his eyes blazing with heat, as he leaned forward and kissed her cheek. “I have to go. Maybe we can discuss indoor exercise when I get back.”

She blinked and wondered how she wasn’t in a gelatinous heap on the floor. With a wink, he exited the bedroom. She shook her head to gather her wits and followed him to the main living area of the penthouse.

“Don’t let your father get under your skin, Jagger.” Mrs. Stanton straightened his tie. A move that caused a tinge of annoyance in Chelsea. She was his wife. Shouldn’t she be the one making sure he was put together and giving him a pep talk? It was a reminder she wasn’t a part of his world.

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