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smiles, but I can see something else behind his glance.
    “Do you mind if we have a word?”
    “Um, sure.”
    “She’s mine Jacky boy, hands off.” Jax says, his tone is playful, his eyes are not.
    “No problems Cap.”
    I follow Jack outside, and he turns as soon as the door closes. “I have been meaning to ask you, I did not know how but, you felt what I felt yesterday?”
    I look away. “I’m not sure what you are talking about.”
    “I felt it, and I know you did too.”
    I sigh. No point in lying. “I felt it.”
    “Then you know…I have gifts.”
    I glance up. “You do?”
    “A few yeah, nothing special but you also have them?”
    “One.”
    He raises an eyebrow and indicates that I keep going.
    “I am a healer.”
    “I thought as much. So are you a taking healer or a personal healer?”
    “I’m not sure I follow.”
    “Do you take it on yourself from others or do you just heal yourself?”
    “Both.”
    “Both?” He gasps.
    “Yes, I can take on others hurts and I can heal them from myself. Of course, it is a lot slower than I imagine you are thinking. A broken bone takes around four hours to heal, the worse the injury the longer it takes.”
    “Incredible.”
    “So, I am going to ask what you already know is coming. How am I like this?”
    He looks away quickly. “I don’t know.”
    “Are you lying Jack?”
    “No, I honestly do not know.”
    I nod. “Please keep this to yourself, I am not exactly in a good position for people to find out.”
    “Of course.”
    “It’s nice to know I am not alone.”
    He smiles and strokes my cheek. “It is.”
    I blush and turn to walk back inside. Jack follows. The crew are still playing, but Jax is not in the room any longer.
    “Where’s Jax?” I ask Rusty.
    “Out back love.”
    I walk through the bar and into the apartment. Jax is in the lounge room changing, and when my eyes set on him, I gasp. He has no shirt on and has only just pulled up his jeans, oh my, what an amazing body. He is sculpted, smooth and has tattoos across his chest and down his left arm. His chest is solid and tight. His stomach rippled and taut. I blush.
    “Like what you see, darlin?”
    “Err, I…sorry, I did not mean to barge in.”
    He walks over, shirtless.
    “Will you put a shirt on?” I whisper. God, if I get any redder I will combust.
    “Can’t handle it?”
    “No.”
    He laughs grasping my hands and laying them on his chest; I whimper and shake my head. His skin is warm and firm beneath my palms.
    “Stop it!”
    I remove my hands and turn my eyes to the floor. Do not look, count it away; one, two, three…
    “Look at me.”
    He grasps my chin, raising my eyes to his. He leans down and presses a soft kiss to my lips.
    “Touch me.” He demands, taking my hands and putting them back on his chest.
    I cannot help my hands;  they move on their own. Up and down his chest, over his arms, down his back to his backside. Oh god. I pull back, but he is too quick. He grasps me and lifts me onto his hips, he walks forward until we fall onto the couch. His body lands over mine, he does not break the searing kiss. I feel panic rise inside me, as his hands trail up under my shirt and over my bra. My nipples hardened at his touch, and I moan. Too fast, this is too fast. I could not just do this, not here, not like this. I push his hand out and break the kiss.
    “Please, not now.”
    He growls but moves his body from mine, pulling me up with him.
    “I can go slow princess, but I can’t wait forever.”
    “I just need more time. I am not saying no.”
    He kisses me once more, then stands and pulls on his shirt. “I gotta work.”
    Great, he is mad. I straighten my hair and walk back out to the pub behind him; a few customers are in now and the music is ramping up. I sit at the bar and watch Jax work; he is quick, smooth and charming. I watch as he smiles at the girls and laughs with the men. He has a certain feel about him; it makes women fall at his feet and men envy