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"He's out cold," Jay whispered, coming down the stairs.

Emma looked up at Jay and smiled. "He's a great sleeper. Always has been. Slept through the night by the time he was three weeks old. Must take after you."

Jay smirked, flopping down onto the sofa. "And what do you know about my sleep habits?"

Emma raised an eyebrow, sitting down beside Jay on her mother's couch. "I seem to recall someone who slept just fine back in the day."

"That's because I was tired. Someone wore me out pretty good back then," Jay joked, flashing Emma his signature smirk.

The colour rose to Emma's cheeks before she had a chance to look away from Jay. Just the mention of their lurid past made Emma uneasy. She couldn't regret what she once had with Jay; it had given her Jase. But there was more to it than that, even if Emma didn't want to admit it.

"Did I just turn this whole evening into something really awkward?" Jay asked, staring Emma down.

Emma shifted, changing positions several times, but still feeling uncomfortable. Jay always had a way to tie her into knots with the simplest of words. Nice to see that some things never change.

"Emma?" Jay asked, noticing that Emma was avoiding looking at him. "I didn't mean to dredge up the past or anything. I was just trying to be funny. It's what I do, you know? I'm sorry."

Emma offered a crooked smile. "No matter how far I think I've come, Jay Hogart can still reduce me to a blushing school girl."

Jay shrugged. "It's a gift. With any luck, Jase will have the gene too."

"He's already enough like you, thank you very much. The first time he wore a baseball hat – I think he was, like, two – he turned it backwards and looked up at me. I was almost blown over by how much he looked like you in that moment. But it's not just how he looks, which is uncanny by the way. It's his mannerisms and his attitude and even his eating habits. He's you, Jay. Even without your presence, he's you."

Jay smiled. "Lucky kid."

Emma shook her head, using her hand to lightly shove Jay. He grabbed her hand, tugging on it gently until she was at his side. Without meaning to, or maybe completely meaning to, Jay bent his head, placing his lips softly on Emma's, tasting her fully as the kiss deepened and turned passionate.

Emma wanted to pull away, or at least that's what her brain was telling her to do. But her body was screaming a different message and it was winning out.

She pressed her body into Jay's strong chest, a low moan escaping from her throat, as Jay's lips worked their magic. Jay allowed his hands to rush through Emma's luxurious hair, remembering its texture and how great it felt to bury his face in its length.

When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless and wanting more. "Making out on Simpson's couch was okay for high school, but can we find somewhere else to take this to?" Jay asked, smirking at Emma.

Emma smoothed the front of her top down and returned Jay's smile. "We could go down to my room?"

"Lead the way, Princess."

Emma felt just like a teenager, leading the first boy down to her makeshift bedroom. She was nervous and excited all at once, wondering if making love with Jay today would be the same as it had once been. Jay held her hand as they made their way down the still rickety stairs. It felt warm and Emma blushed thinking of the pleasure his hands had once brought to her.

As they approached the bed, Jay, biting into his bottom lip, smiled at Emma. "I want you to know how great this is. You. Me. Jase. I finally get to be with my boy."

Jay's words seemed innocent enough, but something went off in Emma's head and she stopped moving. Jay gave her a questioning look, but Emma turned around, hiding her face from the one man who could read her like a book.

"Emma? Is something wrong?" Jay asked, coming up behind her and placing his hands on her shoulders.

Emma turned around, her face remaining stony. "I almost fell for it."

"Fell for what?"

"Your trick. You thought if you romanced me, I'd roll over and hand you Jase. Well that's not going to happen. Not now, not ever."

Jay stepped back. "Are you crazy? You think I'd use you to get to my son? I don't have to do that! I'll get visitation rights, Emma. Jase is my son. The court will award me joint custody. Nothing you say or do will change that. So kissing you, it has nothing to do with Jase. I kissed you because I still love you."

Emma wanted to believe his words. God knows she would have loved it to be true. But her fear overtook her. Jase was all she had. Losing him to Jay was not an option.

Emma crossed her arms over her chest. "You should leave. It was a mistake inviting you here in the first place. We have nothing more to say to one another that can't be said through our lawyers."

Jay shook his head, leaving Emma in her basement bedroom. Just when Jay figured things were looking up for him, in actuality, they were about to get a whole lot worse...

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