Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
11
Jackson
The grin on my face was new, but I liked it. Shit, I’d gotten pretty damn used to not smiling, but then Ada had stepped into my world, and everything had changed. I knew I was going to be smiling a whole lot more now — hell, all the time now, and it was all due to her.
…All due to finding the love of my life.
I could feel my heart hammering in my chest as the elevator rose back to my penthouse, and to my sleeping angel. This was it. No more hesitations in life, no more missteps, no more not living the life I wanted to live. I’d found the only girl that ever really mattered to me, and now, I was never going to let her—
“Asshole!”
The smile dropped from my face as something small and fierce lunged at me the second the elevator doors opened. Small fists pummeled at my chest, and one even got close to my face before I grabbed a thin wrist and shoved the little demon back.
“You asshole!”
I blinked, gripping Ada tight as I stared down into her furious, tear-streaked face.
“Jesus, angel, what’s—”
“Oh, don’t you angel me!” she snapped, yanking herself away from me and stepping away. I could feel a piece of me shattering — a knife twisting inside.
“Ada,” I growled, moving towards her. “What exactly is going on?”
“You tell me!” she barked, her arms crossing over her chest. She was wearing her clothes from yesterday — not naked and still warming my bed as I’d imagined on my way up. That, and she was looking at me with fury and rage on her face like I’d never even imagined she was capable of.
“Ada, talk to me,” I growled, taking another step towards her. She shook her head, backing into my penthouse as I stepped in after her.
“Just take me home, Jackson. Take me home and never speak to me again.”
“Angel—”
“I saw you, okay!” she snapped, her whole face strained and hurt.
I frowned. “What? Ada, saw what?”
“You! With…with that girl!”
I frowned, searching for what the hell she could be talking about, when suddenly, it hit me.
…It hit me, and I started to laugh.
“Oh fuck you!” she hissed heatedly. She went to storm past me for the door, but I was faster. I snatched her up, grinning as she kicked at me and slapped at my arm with her small hands as I brought her close.
“Let go of me, Jackson! I know what you are, and what this is, and I just want to go—”
“My sister, Ada,” I said quietly, yanking her against me with my hands gripping her wrists tight. My eyes searched hers.
“The girl — the one I’m presuming you saw outside when I was saying goodbye to her by the front door to the building?” I chuckled, the fear and the tense feeling of not knowing what was hurting the woman I loved so much dissipating as the truth set in.
“Her name is Ellen, and she’s my sister.”
The punching, slapping hands stopped, and slowly, Ada went still.
“What?”
I chuckled, shaking my head and dropping my grip on her wrists. “Ellen’s my sister. She lives here in the city, and—”
“Oh God…”
Ada’s cheeks went red, her whole face dropping as she covered it with her hands. “Oh my God, I’m a complete idiot.”
“No, you’re not,” I growled, pulling her into me. I reached down to cup her chin, tilting it up as I pulled her hands away from her perfect, angelic face.
“Guess there’s a lot we still don’t know about each other,” she said quietly, looking down.
“Like that you’re the jealous type?”
She bit her lip, hiding a shy grin as she looked back up at me and nodded. “That’s new. Maybe it’s just…” She swallowed. “Maybe it’s just you that brings the jealousy out. The idea of any other woman...” She scowled, shaking her head as I pulled her tight and kissed her softly.
“The feeling is familiar. The idea of any other man laying a finger on you—”
“There’ll never be another man,” she whispered, shaking her head.
“Good,” I growled. “Angel, there’s no one else for me, and there won’t be anyone else, ever. You’re it for me — all I ever wanted and all I’ll ever want or desire. And I love you, totally, and completely.”
She gasped, her cheeks flushing and her soft, full lips falling open.
“Jackson, I love you too,” she moaned quietly, pressing herself against me.
“And what I said last night...” I held her gaze, the fire in mine flashing hot. “I meant it. I meant every damn word of it. I want you to bear my children, Ada. I want to create a family with you.”
She moaned, kissing me softly as her arms slid around my waist.
“I want that so much,” she whispered into my lips.
I kissed her again, taking my damn time and truly tasting those lips as I wrapped my arms around her and held her like I’d never let her go.