Free Surge (St. Martin Family Saga: Emergency Responders) Book 3: St. Martin Family Saga: Emergency Responders by Gina Watson

been in the car. Around the dance floor her hands were all over him. He tried to keep his distance, but it was useless. As the night wore on he actually had to hold most of her body weight up to keep her from falling flat on the floor—a sight Clara knew she would enjoy, but felt guilty for thinking.
    Leaning against the wall, she and Cash were taking a break when Lexi and Jackson approached, “You wanna give me a break here Cash?”
    Cash exhaled through clenched teeth. “I guess I can do that, but to be fair Dad intended her for you.” Cash laughed at his plight. “Probably wouldn’t have to work very hard to take advantage of that either.”
    “Not interested.” Jackson’s head shook.
    “Yeah, that’s a high maintenance nightmare.” Cash walked over to Lexi who was too drunk to have followed their conversation.
    Jackson stood next to Clara and exhaled long and slow. “Bug, you’re so beautiful.” At his words she sat up a little straighter. His thumb slid under the shoulder strap of her dress. “I love you in this dress. So pretty.” He leaned close to her ear and inhaled. “I need you so hard right now. Dance with me.”
    He led her to the dance floor and when their connection was finally secured she watched him breath in deep. “Clara, I can’t go so long without touching you. It makes me anxious. I can’t explain it, but I’m like a runaway train. The only thing that can stop me from destructing is you.” His right hand knotted in her left while his arm slid across her back, pulling her in close—so close they were no longer moving their feet, just swaying in the space as couples swirled around them.
    Jackson pulled her to a dark corner and that’s when she noticed there were two guys she didn’t recognize dancing with Lexi while others watched from the sidelines. She put on quite a show in her red siren’s dress. The men cheered and whistled, motivating her to continue. Her dress crept up while her neckline plunged creating an erotic display. She seemed like one of those playboy models. Jackson’s face looked pained.
    “Jackson?”
    “Yeah.”
    “You don’t like her?”
    His hands on her tugged her into his side. He kissed the spot behind her ear that made her giggle. “She’s all surface with no deep structure.”
    Hmm. He spoke in guy code. She didn’t know what he’d meant by that. “Do you like to watch her?”
    “The spectacle she’s creating? She’s making idiots of those men. It’s also kind of sad don’t you think?”
    “She’s sophisticated and confident. Kind of sexy.” She shrugged.
    He pulled back to look down into her eyes. “You know what’s special, Bug?”
    “What?”
    “The way I make you confident in the privacy of our bedroom. That you save it just for my eyes. That’s sexy. That’s sophisticated.”
    She smiled and leaned into his neck using her teeth to trace the slightly raised vein.
    “Mmm, don’t do that here or I just might combust on the hardwood floor.”
    “I’m not going to stop.”
    “I don’t want you to.”
    “What are you going to do with her?”
    “I guess I’ll see her back to the estate since she’s in no shape to see herself back.”
    The light from the bathroom illuminated their private alcove. Eve exited and looked straight into Clara’s eyes and then she took in their provocative position—Clara’s legs wedged between Jackson’s and their bodies linked together with arms that entwined tightly.
    Clara’s head popped up from where it rested on Jackson’s shoulder. “Here comes Eve.” Clara knew Eve hadn’t mentioned a word to Clay about their relationship. If she had the atmosphere wouldn’t have been so festive.
    “So you two are still together.”
    Jackson cleared his throat. “It’s much more than that.”
    “Are you deliberately trying to be discovered?”
    He shook his head. “The corner is dark until the bathroom door opens.” She turned to test his statement.
    “So what’s the plan?” She pointed