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Chapter 463 Jax Kiss
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Scarlett wondered what her father and Jax had talked about, but she had taken her medication forty-five minutes ago and knew she wouldn't remember even if he told her.
"Will you tell me in the morning about your conversation with my father?" Scarlett asked.
"Sure."
"You two aren't ganging up on me are you?"
"Ganging up on you is our only hope against you."
Scarlett laughed softly.
"I could turn off my computer. I'm probably going to fall asleep in ten or fifteen minutes. We could make out until then."
Scarlett looked at Jax. That fit muscular body, the shaggy blonde hair and the way his blue eyes looked at her always melted her, but he had something extra that night—ordering Gemma out of the clubhouse had been sexy as hell. It wasn't something she could tell him. She didn't want to look like she was enjoying what happened to Gemma.
"Aren't you worried that you'll get me all stirred up?"
Scarlett shut her computer off. If Jax wanted to watch something, he could turn it back on. She was sitting up in bed, her blonde hair loose around her shoulders.
"I was thinking that we could kiss and then you could take a cold shower."
"You've got this all thought out."
"You're welcome."
"Uh-huh. You won't remember it."
"I'll enjoy it in the moment and you'll enjoy it."
Jax looked amused.
"I've spoiled you with my kisses. You're getting pretty demanding."
"Is it such a hardship?"
"I just don't want to get all stirred up and have to take a cold shower."
"You wouldn't have to take the shower," Scarlett suggested helpfully.
"Then I'd just be all stirred up. I'm taking a shower. Be good while I'm gone."
"I'm going to sleep," Scarlett said. "You've missed your chance to kiss me."
"OK," Jax said.
"Does this mean the romance is gone already?"
"It means your father is a floor above us," he said walking into the bathroom.
Scarlett carefully rolled to her side and shut her eyes. She passed time wondering what her father wanted to tell her. She hoped it was good news. She heard Jax shut the shower off and felt him get into bed. He moved close to her and leaned down.
"I know you aren't asleep because you always fall asleep on your left side and you're on your right side. You're faking it."
"You're too smart," Scarlett said opening her eyes.
He nibbled on her ear making her giggle softly. He knew exactly where to touch her to set her on fire and where to touch her to make her laugh.
Scarlett reached over to the nightstand, turned on the lamp and grabbed her pen. She wrote something in the palm of her hand.
Jax looked at her hand. She'd written "Jax bite" in the palm of her hand.
"What are you doing?" Jax asked.
"Making notes of what you're doing to me when I can't remember."
"Did you have to write my name?"
"If I just write bite, it could mean a bug bit me."
Jax reached for her pen.
"Open your hand. I have another note for you."
Scarlett looked at her palm when he'd written "Jax kiss." His lips were quirked in a smile and she knew exactly what kind of kiss he was going to give her. It was going to be a smacking kiss. She wasn't going to get a romantic kiss tonight.