End of Day (Jack & Jill #1) by Jewel E. Ann

Author:Jewel E. Ann [Ann, Jewel E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780996156448
Amazon: B013YPN6QM
Publisher: Jewel E. Ann
Published: 2015-08-13T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Knight

Jillian loaded the back of Woody with her plastic containers of sex toys. In a short amount of time she had become the top seller of Lascivio products in her region. She was three grand away from receiving a new car and the bachelorette party she had on her schedule that night was sure to push her past her goal.

No one was more excited than Jackson. He was tired of loaning out Woody so she could haul her products. Jackson looked like sin on her Harley—muscles, tattoos, the whole package. However, he wasn’t a bike guy. Women flocked to him in droves no matter what mode of transportation he used.

“What the hell are you wearing?” AJ’s gruff voice sounded behind Jillian as she loaded the last container.

She smirked, looking back over her shoulder. “You like?”

AJ looked around.

“Relax, the neighbors have seen me in a lot less than this.”

“You look like—”

“A whore?” Jillian shut the back hatch and turned. “You’re such a romantic. Any other woman would be offended by your crass assessment. Lucky for you I know you like it rough and this is just your way of flirting.”

“I didn’t call you a whore and it’s not my way of flirting. I want you to go change your clothes or put on some clothes.”

She laughed. “Cute … Me Tarzan you Jane. Yeah, nice try, big guy, but despite the rumors, I’m not really into roleplaying.

Jillian looked down at her red corset, tulle miniskirt, thigh highs, and stilettos. “I’ll slip on a trench coat for the ride, like Carin with a C.”

“I’m serious.” AJ stepped closer as if he thought he could intimidate her.

Jillian looked up at him, hands fisted on her hips. “Please tell me you see how laughable it is that you’re trying to order me around like one of your soldiers.”

“Jillian,” he growled.

“Don’t come home until you’ve secured that new car,” Jackson said as he walked out of the house and straddled Jillian’s Harley. “Woody’s starting to smell like those girly candles you sell.”

“You’re just going to let your sister leave looking like this?” AJ gave Jackson a pleading look.

Jackson started the Harley. “I told her it was a bad idea to screw our neighbor, and as you know, she didn’t listen to me. So … good luck!” Jackson smiled as he rolled out of the garage.

“Go. Change.”

Jillian rested her palms on his chest. “It’s a themed bachelorette party. I’m pretty sure I’ll fit right in with everyone else.”

Her words didn’t completely calm the beast, but AJ took a step back. “Didn’t you go to college? Isn’t there some other job you can get?”

“Kiss me, fool. I’m leaving.” Jillian grabbed his shirt and pulled him toward her.

“You’re killing me,” he grumbled.

She kissed him with an eager passion, opening her mouth to invite his tongue to dance with hers. When he released her lips she whispered, “But what better way to die?”

*

Jillian drove Woody home for the last time. Her Lascivio party far exceeded even her expectations. The next time she’d be packing her boxes into the back of her new candy apple red Mercedes.

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