Free Alpha Male Incorporated: Take Control by Marie Rochelle Page B

playing the piano and she rested her head back against her husband’s hard chest.
    “Hmmm, I love the smell of you. I swear I could get lost in it sometimes,” Jax whispered against her earlobe, making her smile.
    “I love a lot about you too, baby, especially the way you look when you’re asleep,” she said, running her fingers over the hairs on his arms.
    Lifting her body off the bench, Jax spun her around in his arms. “How long have you been watching me sleep?” he asked, touching her hair. “I’m the one who is supposed to be watching over you.”
    “Hey, watch the hair. I just got it fixed. You always want to touch it now since it has grown out.”
    Her husband’s eyes flashed at her before he yanked her against his throbbing erection. “I can’t help it. I watch how it moves over your shoulders when you sing. It brings out the animal in me.”
    “Jax, everything brings out the animal in you. I don’t know how you make it through the day without flashing home for a quickie. I could have died the time Tomas almost walked in on us in the recording studio. Thank God you were able to lock the door with your mind before he turned the handle.”
    Jax frowned. “I still think you should get another dance choreographer. Tomas is still too fond of you for my liking. I see how he looks at your body when he doesn’t think anyone is paying attention.”
    Sahara loved how her husband was jealous of other men looking at her, but he had her heart and if he still had a problem with Tomas she would fire him tomorrow and hire someone else in his place.
    “Don’t fire him.”
    “What?”
    “I read your thoughts and you shouldn’t fire him because of me. He’s a damn good instructor. I want my beautiful wife to have the best teacher out there, especially with your upcoming concert in a few weeks.”
    “Well…there might not be a concert,” Sahara said, easing away from her husband. She turned to walk away but he grabbed her arm, spinning her back around.
    “Baby, what’s going on? Why won’t there be a concert? Is there something going on you aren’t telling me about? Is this what you have been hiding from me lately? Are you keeping another stalker from me? Tell me what is going on with you?”
    “No, it’s nothing like that,” she answered, watching as the tension left Jax’s tall frame.
    “Yes, I have been keeping something from you, but it isn’t what you think. My best background singer Mya got a job offer to perform with September Breeze overseas, and of course she jumped at the opportunity. I mean, what singer wouldn’t, but her quitting leaves me in a hold. I can’t perform with only one backup singer. All of my songs need two well-trained singers.”
    “Can’t you hold some kind of audition?” Jax questioned, letting go of her arm.
    “I could, but the last time I did. Everyone who showed up couldn’t sing the songs the way I wanted them. I don’t have two weeks to waste training another person.”
    Pulling her back into his arms, Jax ran his hands up and down her back. “How about you use mind control on them and make them less difficult?” he teased.
    Laughing, she shook her head. “Nice idea, but no. I want a singer who is actually good behind me and not because I tricked her mind into being better than they are. Seriously, I’m about out of options.”
    “Darling, you’re beautiful and very talented. I have no doubt you will be able to figure out this problem. Besides, if you really get in a bind I’ll jump onstage and do it for you.”
    Disbelief caused her words to lodge in her throat as Sahara stared at her loving, handsome husband. She loved Jax, but she’d heard him singing in the shower before and he wouldn’t ever be at any concert of hers as a backup singer. He had many wonderful traits, some noticeable and others well-hidden, but singing wasn’t one of them.
    “Honey, I love you, but you can’t ever perform with me. You were blessed with many gifts like your sexy,