Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 128313 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 642(@200wpm)___ 513(@250wpm)___ 428(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 128313 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 642(@200wpm)___ 513(@250wpm)___ 428(@300wpm)
“Hallie?” Emma said. “Can I please ask you to take your seat for takeoff? And turn your phone to airplane mode.”
“S-sorry, of course,” I stuttered, then moved to the seat beside Sage. My body suddenly felt wired, buzzing with happiness. He wanted us. We . . . we were together? I couldn’t wrap my head around it. Sage narrowed her eyes on me, then looked back to Jasper.
When she looked at me, she said, “And just like that, you’re out of your mood.”
“Sage . . .” I warned under my breath.
She batted her hand at me. “Shut up, Hals. You know I won’t say shit to anyone.” She leaned in close. “But maybe work harder at covering your love bites and the teeth marks all over your neck and chest next time you have a secret fuckfest with the boss, huh?”
I blanched and yanked my compact out of my bag. I quickly powdered the red marks Sage was referring to, then picked up my cell. I went to turn it off, when a new message sat in the center of the screen.
Jasper: I Want to Try. I Want You.
As soon as those words stared up at me, I fought the need to jump from my seat and run into his arms. Instead, I ran my thumb over the words of the message and let my heart thud loudly.
I hadn’t had Jasper’s number before, and I assumed he’d programmed it into my cell last night while I slept. Turning back to see him, he was already watching me. Waiting, I realized. I smiled at him and nodded.
Jasper smothered his returning smile with a hand, then looked out the window as we taxied to the runway. I inhaled and felt like since I’d woken up this morning, it was the first full breath I’d taken.
As the plane took off, I felt a lightness pass throughout me. Jasper hadn’t left. He was coming to Mexico City with me—for me. And we were going to try. In secret, we were going to try.
I didn’t think it was possible for more of my dreams to come true. Apparently, I couldn’t have been more wrong.
Mexico City, Mexico
“I have to go,” I said against Jasper’s mouth. The minute we’d arrived at the hotel last night, Jasper had knocked on my door and proceeded to make love to me until we’d passed out, exhausted in the early-morning light.
I pulled on my riding tights and straightened the collar of my base layer. Today we were practicing, getting the horses warmed up and ready for the competition tomorrow. Jasper’s arms came around my waist, and he pulled me back against his chest. “Stay with me,” he said, and kissed down my neck.
I laughed, and though I should have pulled away, I offered more of my neck for him to kiss. “Mr. Knighton! You are the owner of the stud and brand that I ride for, and you’re encouraging me to miss a vital practice for the Grand Prix this weekend?”
I turned in his arms and became breathless at the smile that took up Jasper’s handsome face. “Exactly,” he said, and pulled my chest to his. He kissed my lips, then slipped his tongue into my mouth.
“Mmm . . .” I moaned, then broke away. “No! No, I must go!”
Jasper smiled again. “I’m the boss, Angel, so I decide if you can skip the practice or not. I’ll tell Leon you’re spending the day in bed with me, being tied up so I can lick your cunt so hard you pass out from the many orgasms I’ll give you.” I squeezed my legs together at the thought of that.
“I’m sure he’d love that,” I said breathlessly. “And our trainer may be employed by you, Jasper, but even you can’t tell him what to do.”
“Eh,” Jasper said, dismissively. “Leon’s bark is worse than his bite.” I playfully slapped his hand away from me.
“To you, maybe, but to us mere mortals who actually need his coaching, he’s a hard-ass—in the best way possible, of course.”
“Fine,” Jasper said, and let me go. While I braided my hair, he pulled on his slacks and shirt. Walking to him, I moved his hands away and began fastening his buttons, inhaling his sandalwood and mint scent. I could feel Jasper’s gaze on me, and I felt so light and happy I worried I could float away.
Jasper’s hands landed on my hips. When I’d fastened the final button of his shirt, I said, “There.” Jasper had been staring at me with pure adoration on his face, and I felt my heart melt in my chest. I was concerned about my ability to ride today, as my legs felt weak under this much affection.
Since we’d gotten off the plane yesterday and checked into our hotel, Jasper hadn’t left my side. We had a five-star-hotel floor to ourselves, like we’d had in Doha, and just like in Doha, my room was right next to his.