Free Fire in the Smokies (Durham Wolves) by Becca Jameson Page A

DVDs.
    “I like my music.” Jaxon shrugged as he wandered back toward her.
    The carpet was a thick luxurious tan, a shade deeper than the sofa and the comforter on the bed. The walls were also painted a deep brown. The room was warm and inviting, like the rest of the house.
    “Did you decorate yourself?” Brianna couldn’t imagine any man having the fashion sense to pull this together.
    He shook his head. “’Fraid not. I love it, but I can’t take the credit. I hired a decorator when we first moved in. Haven’t changed much since then.” He took her hand again. “Interested in the bathroom?” He raised an eyebrow as he spoke.
    “If you don’t mind.”
    “Mind? A gorgeous naked woman in my bathroom, luxuriating in my deep Jacuzzi tub? Why would I mind?” Jaxon turned toward a door on the left and pushed it wider, exposing the largest bathroom Brianna had ever seen.
    “Did you say Jacuzzi? You have one of those in your bathroom?” She followed him, lured by the promise of steaming hot water.
    “I did.”
    She nearly gasped when she entered. Sure enough, the bathroom boasted a tub big enough for two people in the middle of the room, half sunken into the floor. While she gawked, Jaxon fiddled with the knobs, sticking his hands under the water until he got the temperature just right.
    As the tub filled, Jaxon turned to Brianna. With his gaze plastered to hers, he tugged on the sleeves of her jacket until he had the yellow coat removed.
    Brianna stood frozen, as though she weren’t capable of undressing herself. Something about the way Jaxon moved around her was so damn sexy, she couldn’t bring herself to stop him. Like a ritual mating dance of some sort, he pulled her boots and outer pants off, lifting her feet one at a time. He then proceeded to remove all her thermal wear.
    Every time he let his gaze land on hers, she could see the fire burning behind his eyes. His expression grew more serious by the second.
    When he had her completely naked, he laid a hand on each of her biceps. “Brianna…” The one word was all he said, muttered so soft she could have missed it. His lips landed on hers for a sweet kiss. “Do you know how fucking alluring you are?”
    Brianna didn’t respond. She knew she was attractive. Well, she assumed as much by all the whistles she got from men in the academy she’d attended. But those men could have been desperate, considering the long days without any other women around besides her. The captain of her company didn’t tolerate any sexual misconduct from his firefighters.
    Thank God for her collection of sex toys in the special drawer next to her bed. She could entertain herself just fine during fire season without getting involved with a man.
    But nothing could have prepared her for the look Jaxon gave her now—as though she were the most precious commodity.
    “Can I join you?” Jaxon stepped back and let her enter the water. “You can say no, of course. But I might self-combust now that I’ve seen you naked.”
    Brianna slunk down under the hot water as it rose up the side of the tub. She looked over at Jaxon and sucked in a breath. Even fully clothed, the man could turn heads. His jeans hung low on his hips in such a perfectly casual way.
    He pulled his T-shirt over his head, exposing his firm chest. Only a light sprinkle of hair covered his pecs. He was a bronzed god. Under normal circumstances she’d have considered him out of her league. But these circumstances were anything but normal, and according to Jaxon, he was already hers in every sense of the word.
    You are a lucky woman. If you get to spend even one full day in the hands of this man, life will have been worth living . No way in hell would she turn him down for anything he suggested. Who knew what tomorrow might bring when she went back to work? She’d at least have today.
    “You’ve seen me naked.” She tipped her head and gave him a coy grin.
    “Not quite the same.” He sauntered toward her,