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Maggie swallowed. It was getting hot outside, yet there was no sunshine at all. She quickly looked up at the sky. It looked like it was going to downpour any minute. She hoped that wasn’t the case because if she had to run inside now with her cheeks aflame, she’d die of embarrassment. She watched her face book page as more and more ladies commented on Jake’s remarks. He sure had them going and thanks to him jumping onto her page, she was almost certain she’d wind up with a ton more fans which suited her perfectly.
Her readers asked how he would romance a woman?
REDJH: If she were here with me, I’d take this beautiful rose from the vase that is sitting in front of me and entwine the flower in her hair, brushing my fingers through those dark, thick waves. I’d brush my knuckles across her cheek and down her chin and neck, lightly followed by small kisses then back up until I found what I was looking for, those sweet lips that I have been dreaming about for days.
Maggie slammed the laptop shut! She jumped up and ran into the house, hurrying past Jake who was sitting in the living room, leaning over the laptop that was sitting on the coffee table. He looked up as she flew by, but she couldn’t look at his face.
“It’s too hot out there,” Maggie yelled. “ I need a shower!” She drowned out his chuckles with the running water of a very cool shower.
Chapter Nine
Maggie let the water pound over her hair and face, running down her back until she couldn’t stand the cold any longer. What had she been thinking to get in on that conversation! Now she didn’t know if she could go back out there and face Jake. Had he thought she wanted a one night stand with him? Or, could he read between the lines and know that she was a woman who loved romance? Anyone with common sense would know that a writer of romance would want to be what else but romanced? If he did try to romance her, she wouldn’t know if it was real or if he was just trying to use that to get what he wanted. Which was what she wanted to, wasn’t it?
How could she not want him? After spending that incredible time with him at the Full Moon party and riding on his harley, arms wrapped around him driving down the highway with the wind in her face and his body so close, any woman would be crazy to turn him down. She even felt a bit responsible for his injuries, after all, if he hadn’t tried to get back to her, she was pretty sure that he would’ve gotten help sooner. At least he could’ve called his brother sooner. Because of that, he had been down and out for quite a few days. Even though it was his suggestion that led them to the private island, she still felt partially responsible. But then again, if all this wouldn’t have happened, Jake Hatfield, aka hot man, would be up in his house and she wouldn’t be enjoying these moments with him. Everything happened for a reason, didn’t it?
It was all for research, she told herself. He really had helped her with writer’s block, more than he would ever know. She hopped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her. Picking up another one, she wiped the fog from the mirror. Big brown eyes stared back at her. Who are you kidding, Maggie McCoy! You are falling big time for a Hatfield!
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Maggie woke with a start as she realized Jax was licking on her face again. She opened her eyes to see Jake beside the pup smiling. “Wake up Maggie, I made us some dinner.”
She stretched and realized that she had fallen asleep on the bottom of her bed. After taking a shower, she had gotten dressed and then sat down on the bed watching the storm pummelling down from the bedroom window. Before she realized it, she had fallen asleep right there on the bed, the one Jake had been sleeping in for days. His smell was everywhere and she hadn’t been able to help herself when she curled herself around the blanket and pillow, taking in the smell of soft leather and spice.
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