I tried to stare coldly, but he could probably sense my eagerness. And I was sure he could hear my heart beating.
Lowering his head he said in a very low and seductive tone, “You want to kiss me.”
Yes, but it’s a bad idea. I liked him way too much to not get hurt when he ended our casual physical relationship. I had everything pinned on him falling for me when his heart was healed again, and I didn’t want to like him even more in case he didn’t. If he ended up with someone else – even the thought made me feel sick – we’d still have to get along for our child’s sake.
I bit my lip and his pupils dilated.
He inched closer, and I gripped his arms, both eager and resistant. Smiling briefly, he closed his eyes and then he was kissing me. The tips of my fingers dug into his flesh, making him groan. His hand gripped the back of my hair, and the kiss turned wild.
He lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, clawing at his back to get him closer. I wasn’t sure if it was my overactive hormones, but the sexual tension between us had spiked.
Jasper laid us on my bed and kissed his way down my neck. Something inside my head was telling me this was a bad idea, but it had been seriously muffled as every nerve ending in my body burst to life. I gripped the bottom of his t-shirt and pulled it over his head. My hands greedily gliding over his muscular six-pack.
Biting his way down my neck, he pinned me to the bed with his arms and legs. I gasped as his lips trailed over my skin, his hot breath giving me goose bumps.
“Jasper,” I whispered, arching my body into his.
He was up in a shot, pushing off me. I gasped, eyes widening.
“What?”
I was about to freak out when he reached for the top of my leggings, yanking them down as quickly as he could. I lifted my butt to help, but they were off in a flash. Sitting up, I helped him get my top off and then unbuttoned his jeans with shaky hands. We hadn’t been together in what felt like months, and I missed how I felt with him.
His steely, heavily lidded eyes pierced into mine, showing me how much he wanted me. I unhooked my bra and with my newly found confidence, whipped my thong off too. Jasper made me feel wanted and sexy.
Looking up, I said, “What?”
His mouth parted, and he sucked in a deep breath.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said, running his fingers over the skin between my breasts.
He got off the bed and took off his jeans, keeping his lust-filled eyes on me. He slipped on a condom I handed him and crawled back on the bed slowly. I squirmed under his gaze, my body on fire for him.
“Jasper,” I whispered.
His body covered mine, and he lowered his lips to my jaw.
“I know. I’ve got you.”
He entered me at a maddeningly slow pace.
“Holly,” he groaned and kissed me.
“Li!” I shouted, running out of the door to greet my friend. I’d missed her. We hadn’t seen each other since we were eighteen, but we wrote all the time.
“Holly!” she replied with the same enthusiasm and ran at me. We collided, hugging like long lost sisters.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Break it up, you’ll squish my kid!” Jasper shouted from behind us.
Pulling back, I rolled my eyes. “Li, this is Jasper. Jasper, Li.”
“So you’re the one that got my friend pregnant,” Li said, shoving her hands on her hips.
Jasper did a bow. “That’s me.”
I felt the floor whip away beneath me. Li was beautiful, smart, confident and outgoing. How could I not have seen before that she was his type? I swallowed my jealously. She wasn’t here long, and I wanted us both to enjoy seeing each other again.
“Come inside! We’ve got so much to catch up on,” I said, pulling her towards the door.
She made a quiet squeal and bound into the house behind me.
“I missed you. And we do have a lot to catch up on, mum!”
“I know,” I said as we sat down on the sofa. “Crazy, isn’t it?”
“Super crazy! That was the last thing I ever thought would come out of your mouth.”
Li and I spent the next two hours gossiping and catching up. Jasper joined in the conversation when needed and kept us supplied with drinks and chocolate. He’d won Li over immediately and had her laughing at some of the things he got up to as a teenager. When the doorbell rang he went to answer it.
“He’s very cute,” she whispered.
I grinned. “I know! I hope the baby gets those good-looking genes.”
“Please, with you as its mum and hottie out there as its dad, there’s no doubt!”
Jasper walked back in the living room with Amy trailing behind.
“I approve,” Amy announced, nodding to Jasper.
He frowned. “Of course you do.”
“She said you were cocky.”
“Charmingly cocky,” he corrected, making her laugh.
The uneasy feeling settled in the pit of my stomach again. I knew Amy would never let anything happen with Jasper, but the thought of him wanting her hurt.