This is from Chapter Two when Jax asks Ivory out for a drink… (warning, a little PG-13)
He studied her, his thick fringe of eyelashes lowered slightly, and Ivory felt a curious tingling ascend her spine. â€œAre you always rude?â€ she asked.
Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Jaxâ€™s lips pulled into a smirk. He tapped his finger against the bar in time with the hard rock. â€œI donâ€™t see many people, babe, except through the end of a scope.â€
Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â A chill crashed over Ivory. A scope, as in sniperâ€™s rifle? She clenched her drink harder. More than the little bit of knowledge heâ€™d given her, the alpha male sitting next to her made her body react in a way she hadnâ€™t let herself feel in a long time. Not since college. She felt heat coat her stomach, flames licking the center of her core in time with the rips of a guitar. She sensed his need and her body responded.Â The last time sheâ€™d given herself to a man, heâ€™d broken her heart.
Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â He leaned in, the heat of his skin so close her flesh grew warm. She drew in the scent of his cologne, something airy, like cool water. How could a man be so hot and cold at the same time? She bit down on her lip.
Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â His smirk continued to taunt her. â€œDonâ€™t worry, Miss Black. I donâ€™t biteâ€ He took a sip of his drink then pushed the glass away. â€œUnless you ask me to.â€
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