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stalked over to put himself between Jazz and the man. A palm to the
guy’s chest, Jackson clenched his teeth and spoke through them. “Lay a hand on
her again and it really will be all over for you.”
    He half-expected
a protest from Jazz but out of the corner of his eye, he saw her step away and
she leant back against the bar, as if enjoying the spectacle. The grey-haired
man peered up at him, eyes narrow.
    “I don’t
know who you are but this it between Ms Moreno and Environmental Health. Her
bar is has received several complaints about noise pollution. I suggest you
keep your hands off me or I’ll be calling the cops.”
    “Really?
And what will they say when they find out you’ve been trying to gain sexual
favours with these complaints?”
    Cliff
pulled his shoulders straight. “I had nothing to do with these complaints.”
    “I didn’t
say you did, but thanks for clarifying.” Jackson saw the lie in the man’s eyes.
“I’m guessing you made up these complaints in the hopes of persuading Ms Moreno
to sleep with you, am I right? ‘Cause I played here last night and there’s no
way this place is in breach. She has top of the line sound proofing.”
    “That is a
serious allegation, Mr…”
    “Wilde.
Jackson Wilde.”
    Realisation
crept into Cliff’s expression and he must have realized he was playing with a
heavy hitter. But still he kept his stance firm. “I could press charges over
such slander,” he said, but his voice held no conviction.
    “I suspect
if I put in a complaint about these allegations and they were investigated,
you’d have more problems to deal with than slander. Putting in false
allegations, trying to blackmail Ms Moreno…” Jackson smirked. “I wouldn’t want
to be in your shoes.”
    “You can’t
prove anything.” Redness crawled up his face, making Jackson’s grin expand.
    “You know
who I am, right? So you know I have plenty of backing and I know several
important people. To be honest, I probably don’t need to prove anything.”
    The man
narrowed his eyes at him and took a step back. “You’ll regret this, Mr Wilde.”
    “I doubt
that.” Arms folded across his chest, Jackson shadowed his steps, urging him
toward the door.
    Cliff
jerked his head in Jazz’s direction. “Not worth it anyway.”
    Jaw
clenched, Jackson fought the desire to force the guy out of the club with more
than just threats. But he was trying to prove to Jazz he had changed, that he
was a responsible adult, capable of behaving as such. So all he did was grin.
    “Oh, she’s
worth it. As you probably figured. She’s worth a lot. And if you value your
life, you won’t come here again because I’ll be hanging around a lot more from
now on.”
    With a
sniff, Cliff turned and yanked open the front door before stomping out.
Slamming the door shut behind him, Jackson gave a triumphant grin and turned
back to see Jazz still against the bar, her smile a mirror of his.
    “I thought
you were going to kill him.”
    He shook
his head and strode over to take her into his arms. “I was tempted but I’m a
lover not a fighter, babe.”
    “Yes, you
are,” she agreed. “Did you mean what you said about hanging around?”
    “Of
course.” He gazed down at her, his heart softening as the vulnerability he saw
in her eyes. Jazz had always played at being tough really well, but he’d never
failed to see through it. She needed him as badly as he needed her, he could
tell. “I meant what I said last night too, Jazz. I love you.”
    She
dropped her gaze but kept her arms around his neck. “I don’t know. It’s been a
long time. We can’t just pick up where we left off. We’re different… I mean…”
    “We are,
you’re right. But that’s good. We’ve grown up. It will make things even better,
I promise you.”
    “Jackson,
I…”
    He dropped
a quick kiss to her lips to silence her, then drew back. “Stop thinking, start
feeling.”
    “Are those
song lyrics?”
    He
shrugged. “Could be, but they