Always (New Adult Erotic Romance) (The Tryst Series #3)

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Authors: Marie York
my question.
    “Right. You’re always serious. How much?”
    “I was thinking three hundred a month. You’d have full use of the kitchen, washer and dryer and—”
    “Yes!” I cut him off.
    “Don’t you want to see it first?”
    “Nope.” I would never be able to find a place that cheap, and with a washer and dryer. It’s like I hit a gold mine. And the fact that I’d get to see Jaxon every single day, well, that was just an added bonus. “Can I move in tomorrow?”
    He smiled. “I just have to move a few boxes out, but that’ll take me all of five minutes. Sure.”
    I was so excited I didn’t have to go through the torture of finding a place that I tossed my arms around his neck. “Thank you. Thank you.”
    His hand reached up and pressed into my lower back, reminding me of how much I loved being in his arms. I squeezed a little tighter, bringing my hips to his. My nose grazed his neck, and his fingers tightened on my shirt. I inhaled, losing myself in his amazing scent, desperately wanting a taste.
    I was just about to lean in and kiss his neck, when his hands gripped my waist, and pushed me away. The loss was immediate. It was an empty feeling that I was becoming used to.
    “I should get back to work. I’ll come by tomorrow, and help you get your stuff.”
    Unable to speak, too broken from being rejected again, I nodded, and ran out the door. As soon as I was far enough away, I rested my back against the wall, and wondered if living with Jaxon was a good idea. Or, was I just setting myself up for more disappointment?
     
     
     

Chapter 7
    “Are you sure about this?” Dee asked, dropping my duffle bag into the backseat of Bertha.
    I looked over her shoulder to Cole who was carrying out my suitcase. “I’m sure.”
    “I’m going to miss you,” she said with a pout.
    Cole tossed my suitcase into the trunk, and then came over to us. He draped his arm around Dee. “She’s only ten minutes away, which is a lot closer than the past two years.”
    Jaxon pulled up in his sleek black car, and hopped out. Cole went greet him, and butterflies kicked into overdrive in my stomach. I was going to have to get used to being near him because we were about to get a heck of a lot closer.
    “I’m going to miss you, too.” I pulled Dee into a hug. “We can do Tequila Tuesday at Baile’s.”
    Jaxon laughed as he and Cole approached. “The way you handle your liquor? I’d suggest sticking with water Wednesday.”
    Being the mature adult I was, I stuck my tongue out at Jaxon. He raised his sunglasses to glare at me, and then broke out his knee quivering, panty-dropping smile that had me slowly retracting my tongue back in my mouth. I bit my lip in an attempt to quell my desire. 
    I cleared my throat, and pushed all naughty thoughts aside. “Nice of you to show up after everything is already in the car,” I joked.
    “What can I say? I’ve never been good with timing.”
    Cole squeezed Jaxon’s shoulders. “We’ll let you carry everything into your place, then.”
    “Our place,” I stated, and Dee high-fived me.
    Cole laughed, and smacked Jaxon on the back. “And it begins.”
    I let the idea settle in my head. Since last night, all I could think about was giving Dee and Cole their lives back, and now realizing that Jaxon’s place would also be my place, it was absolutely thrilling.
    I wondered if he slept in his boxer briefs and a t-shirt, or completely naked. Would I bump into him in the hallway in the middle of the night? Was he a morning person? I had no idea since we never seemed to make it to morning.
    “You ready?” Jaxon asked.
    It was now or never. I nodded. “Let’s go.”
    I hugged Dee again, and reminded her that I only lived ten minutes away, then got in my car, and followed Jaxon to our new home.
    We pulled up a few minutes later, and Jaxon came right over to my car to grab the bags. I took my duffle, and let him carry the rest, loving the way his muscles bulged at the extra weight

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