Jackson's Trust (Fourth Down #1) by Violet Duke

Jackson's Trust (Fourth Down #1) by Violet Duke

Author:Violet Duke [Duke, Violet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00ZNE459K
Publisher: Loveswept
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 24

Leila woke to the smell of coffee brewing.

And equally surprising, no kink in her neck. Though Jackson had gotten into the habit of carrying her to bed whenever she would crash out on him in her living room, lately, now that he was sleeping over, they’d both end up succumbing to sleep out on her couch. It was a great couch for naps, but the only time she ever woke up this refreshed and rested was in her bed, with Jackson beside her as the world’s best body pillow.

Peeking her eyes open, she did a double take at the grand, but wholly unpretentious, furnishings that met her sleepy gaze. There were a few strong, bold accent walls, coupled with touches of wood and warm, earthy leather all around—

That’s when it all came back in a rush.

They weren’t in her apartment. Rather, they were in a gigantic two-story loft—Jackson’s gigantic two-story loft. While far simpler and more modest than a catalog-decorated room, the living room she was currently stretching in was a well-designed blend of masculine chic and billionaire zen.

Blinking fully awake and looking around in the light of day, she could see why they’d never gone to his place to hang out over the past few months.

“Yours is cozier,” he’d always reply, with an honesty she could hear ring emphatically in his voice.

And though she had no doubt he’d been telling the truth each time, it didn’t take a genius to see he’d kept his home hidden from her at least partially to protect his secret.

Even she, who was firmly and happily rooted in her comfy hundred thousandaire lifestyle, could tell the building alone had to cost way more than anything a sports analyst could afford, regardless if one of his best friends was the contractor who’d built it. It would’ve taken her ten seconds in here to figure out that his place was easily triple—if not more—the value of the dream house she’d been saving up for.

It hurt a little to see just how much he’d kept from her…long after she’d come clean about her own secret L. J. Hart identity.

Sure, they were talking about a difference of apples to watermelons between their secrets. Still, it was a lot to take. Truthfully, she’d had every intention of spending the next week or three processing the whole thing. But then they’d received a heads-up from one of Jackson’s “people” that there were at least ten paparazzi crews waiting for them in her lobby, prompting their having to sneak out of the back, where a secure vehicle was waiting for them both.

Seriously.

Not a great start for Jackson in his mission to apologize for keeping his alternate life from her for so long. Though, admittedly, she did understand his reasoning a whole lot more after seeing their faces on the evening news a few times—why on earth they were considered just as newsworthy as the tiger cub found in someone’s backyard in Scottsdale was a mystery to her.

Yes, the guy owned a few Fortune 500 companies, and maybe an island or two she didn’t know about.



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