lip. “Understand?”
“Perfectly. Accidents, okay. Bad shit…not so much.” He paused. “Boom.”
I groaned. “You’re gonna drive me crazy.”
“I hope so.” He cleared his throat—pointedly. “As soon as you get your ass home.”
“It’s only a few more years.”
“I’m waiting. Impatiently.”
I did smile then. “I love you, too.” I snorted softly. “Happy New Year’s Eve.”
“I’m saving every New Year’s kiss for you.”
May 19, 2009 – Age 18
Jet’s lips were silky soft as they brushed up the back of my bare right leg.
I giggled, turning my head on his pillow. “That tickles!”
“Hmm?” He hummed quietly, pausing behind my knee where it was so tender. “Right here?”
I laughed outright, squirming to lie on my back, firmly underneath him. “You know right there .”
With the morning sunlight shining in through his windows, his purple hair hung down around his cheeks. Rumpled and adorable. The light kissed his dimples as he grinned. “I suppose I do.” His long, strong fingers lifted the sapphire ring on my necklace. Methodically, he watched as he brushed the jewel back and forth over my jawline. “I don’t want you to leave.”
My small smile was bittersweet. “We’ve had this discussion before.”
“I know.” He lifted the jewel to his mouth and softly blew on it. When he touched it to my jaw again, it was heated by his breath. “But four years is a long time. You could go to college here.” His ice blues caught my attention, shining from the light. The sun always touched him like he was what kept it burning. “With me.”
“I could,” I stated quietly. “But I need to leave. Just for a few years.”
He growled in his throat as he dipped. His lips caressed against my neck so sweetly. “Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and all that shit?”
“Yeah,” I whispered. Ever so deliberately, I shook my head. “I only have one mom. I’ll only ever have one mom. I want to be able to appreciate her like you do yours. And mine is driving me fucking crazy.”
“She’s just…unique.”
I choked on a laugh. “That’s one word to describe her.”
He paused, lifting his head to peer down into my eyes. His tone was dead serious when he asked, “And you’re sure that you’re not leaving because of me?”
“Not because of you, Jet.” I held his gaze evenly. Honestly. “A girl needs a little time before she leaps into the future you want for us.” He wanted to marry me. I knew that. He knew that. “We’re only eighteen. It’s not quite time for that yet.”
His gaze ran over my features. “And you don’t want to be with someone else? See what it’s like?”
Instant. “Hell, no.” He was it for me.
His lips curved up on the side in a sly smile. “Pinkie promise?”
I chuckled. “Pinkie promise.” I pointed at my neck. “I liked that thing you were doing…”
His brows lifted, teasing me. “What thing ?”
“You know what thing.”
His legs gently slid between mine, settling his hard cock against my core. “I thought you liked this thing the best?”
My eyes held his. “I like you the best, Jet Mak. Always you.”
Present Day
I couldn’t find my phone through all of my paperwork. “Mom! Have you seen my cell?”
A minute later, Mom stepped inside my office and sat a plate down on top of my messy as hell desk. It had a turkey sandwich, coleslaw¸ and baked beans on it. My stomach growled—not so quietly. Mom grinned as she sat in exhaustion on the chair across from me. After taking a large gulp of her sweet tea, she pointed a finger behind me. “Your cell’s on the table behind you.” I started to swivel my chair, but she snapped her fingers sharply. “Eat first. You’ve been working all day without a break.”
I rolled my eyes at the scolding but didn’t argue. I was hungry.
She pulled a fork out from the pocket on her skirt, and I started munching.
Groaning happily, I said around a mouthful, “You’re cooking is
“Perfectly. Accidents, okay. Bad shit…not so much.” He paused. “Boom.”
I groaned. “You’re gonna drive me crazy.”
“I hope so.” He cleared his throat—pointedly. “As soon as you get your ass home.”
“It’s only a few more years.”
“I’m waiting. Impatiently.”
I did smile then. “I love you, too.” I snorted softly. “Happy New Year’s Eve.”
“I’m saving every New Year’s kiss for you.”
May 19, 2009 – Age 18
Jet’s lips were silky soft as they brushed up the back of my bare right leg.
I giggled, turning my head on his pillow. “That tickles!”
“Hmm?” He hummed quietly, pausing behind my knee where it was so tender. “Right here?”
I laughed outright, squirming to lie on my back, firmly underneath him. “You know right there .”
With the morning sunlight shining in through his windows, his purple hair hung down around his cheeks. Rumpled and adorable. The light kissed his dimples as he grinned. “I suppose I do.” His long, strong fingers lifted the sapphire ring on my necklace. Methodically, he watched as he brushed the jewel back and forth over my jawline. “I don’t want you to leave.”
My small smile was bittersweet. “We’ve had this discussion before.”
“I know.” He lifted the jewel to his mouth and softly blew on it. When he touched it to my jaw again, it was heated by his breath. “But four years is a long time. You could go to college here.” His ice blues caught my attention, shining from the light. The sun always touched him like he was what kept it burning. “With me.”
“I could,” I stated quietly. “But I need to leave. Just for a few years.”
He growled in his throat as he dipped. His lips caressed against my neck so sweetly. “Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and all that shit?”
“Yeah,” I whispered. Ever so deliberately, I shook my head. “I only have one mom. I’ll only ever have one mom. I want to be able to appreciate her like you do yours. And mine is driving me fucking crazy.”
“She’s just…unique.”
I choked on a laugh. “That’s one word to describe her.”
He paused, lifting his head to peer down into my eyes. His tone was dead serious when he asked, “And you’re sure that you’re not leaving because of me?”
“Not because of you, Jet.” I held his gaze evenly. Honestly. “A girl needs a little time before she leaps into the future you want for us.” He wanted to marry me. I knew that. He knew that. “We’re only eighteen. It’s not quite time for that yet.”
His gaze ran over my features. “And you don’t want to be with someone else? See what it’s like?”
Instant. “Hell, no.” He was it for me.
His lips curved up on the side in a sly smile. “Pinkie promise?”
I chuckled. “Pinkie promise.” I pointed at my neck. “I liked that thing you were doing…”
His brows lifted, teasing me. “What thing ?”
“You know what thing.”
His legs gently slid between mine, settling his hard cock against my core. “I thought you liked this thing the best?”
My eyes held his. “I like you the best, Jet Mak. Always you.”
Present Day
I couldn’t find my phone through all of my paperwork. “Mom! Have you seen my cell?”
A minute later, Mom stepped inside my office and sat a plate down on top of my messy as hell desk. It had a turkey sandwich, coleslaw¸ and baked beans on it. My stomach growled—not so quietly. Mom grinned as she sat in exhaustion on the chair across from me. After taking a large gulp of her sweet tea, she pointed a finger behind me. “Your cell’s on the table behind you.” I started to swivel my chair, but she snapped her fingers sharply. “Eat first. You’ve been working all day without a break.”
I rolled my eyes at the scolding but didn’t argue. I was hungry.
She pulled a fork out from the pocket on her skirt, and I started munching.
Groaning happily, I said around a mouthful, “You’re cooking is
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