Jax (A Cocky Cage Fighter Novel Book 1) by Lane Hart

Author:Lane Hart [Hart, Lane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-07-06T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

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After a weekend of drinking, sunbathing, and gambling, all while enduring the presence of the hottest man on the planet telling me he doesn't want me, I can’t wait to go to court and get this over with.

It's early Monday morning, and I'm ready right on time. I grab my keycard and shoulder bag, then head for the lobby to meet up with the guys to head to the courthouse. I'd just pulled my room door shut when I hear my name.

"Page?" Jax says from behind me, causing me to jump.

"Sheesh, you scared me!" I tell him, turning around to face the man who had just given me a freaking heart attack. No, wait, I think seeing him in a dark suit, crisp white dress shirt and blue tie might be what actually does me in. The man is gorgeous in jeans and a tee, but in a suit, Lord have mercy.

"Goddamn," Jax mutters, his eyes roaming over my sleeveless cerulean dress that's a little more slutty than professional, but I want to look good for all the judgmental talking head pricks. Oh, and how cute, the two of us match yet again.

"I'm about to be broadcast and talked about across the country," I explain, running my fingers through the long curls that took me forever to get just right. I didn't wear my hair down for him, I just wanted to do something different with it.

"Were you going for the Instant Boner Professional Chic look?" he asks, making me laugh. "If so, you nailed it."

"Funny, but that's enough, Jax," I warn him. "You've got to stop looking at me like that, too. Cameras are going to be watching your every little move today."

"And how exactly am I looking at you?" He stalks forward like a hungry predator until he's only a foot away from me.

"I don't know, just ...that way," I say, gesturing in the general direction of his face.

"What way?" he asks innocently, contradicting that notion when his tongue wets his bottom lip. "Like you're a berry flavored Tootsie Roll pop, and I want to yank your...wrapper off to find out exactly how many licks it takes to get to your center?"

My breath whooshes out of my lungs, and my blood is boiling. I'm so hot I'm melting from the inside out.

"Um, yeah, I was thinking more along the lines of you licking the bottom of a Ben & Jerry's container but your, ah, Tootsie pop analogy works pretty well too," I ramble, pushing my hair nervously behind an ear and keeping my eyes on the carpet instead of on his liquid lava pools. "Either way, you need to um, stop because it's…inappropriate, and the, ah...the paparazzi will flip out..."

"Then we better do something about it before we get to the courthouse."

I lift my head in confusion, and his heated stare fogs up my brain even more arousal than his naughty words.

"Ah, what?" I ask.

I gasp when my back suddenly hits the room door. Jax's massive, carved from granite body is pressed deliciously against mine before I even notice he'd moved.

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