“We’ve got to stop meeting like this,” Iona spoke behind him in her melodious smoky voice.
“Hopefully it tastes good.” Jackson glanced at her. “Go and continue the work you were doing.”
“Sounds like I am being told to get out of the kitchen.” Iona smiled. “Do you swear and mutter like Chandler when your cooking is aggravating you?”
“Nope.” Jackson pointed a finger. “Now go and let me cook.”
“Ahhh… So you’re one of those who doesn’t like others to watch them cook.”
“Yes.” Jackson grunted then said, “Why are you still here?” He smiled to show he was teasing.
“I’m going.” Iona stood and turned to leave.
She paused and looked at him.
“I was looking forward to seeing how the knee socks looked against your skin.” Jackson glanced down her body then met her gaze. “But now I’m wondering what you have on under your housedress.”
Iona drew in a breath then ran her hands down the tie-dyed, short-sleeved sundress from her shoulder to almost the hem, where it rested just above her knee. She gripped the cloth then started to slowly lift it while looking at him. Jackson took a step toward her.
“You’ll just have to wait and see.” Iona pivoted then sauntered out of the room.
“Such a tease.”
“You know it, buddy,” Iona called, laughing.
Jackson’s laughter followed her as she left. Iona went back into the living room and sat again on the floor at the center table. She stretched before she got back to work. Iona rubbed her eyes then blinked as tiredness filled her. She yawned then leaned back against the couch. I’ll rest just a second then get back to it. She put her arm over her eyes and relaxed.
Iona woke, not sure how long she’d been asleep. She frowned as she felt the softness against her back. Touching by her side, she realized that she was lying on the couch.
“I took you off the floor.” Jackson spoke from the direction of her feet. “You didn’t look very comfortable as you were. You didn’t wake when I put you on the couch.”
She lifted her head and saw him standing at the arm of the chair, by her feet. “I didn’t know I was so tired. I’m usually a lighter sleeper. And I sure wouldn’t have slept through your moving me.”
“Dinner is ready. I have it ready to warm if you need some more time to work.” Jackson came around the couch and sat on the center table beside her open laptop.
“I might be doing some more work.” Iona sat up, moving so that her legs were on either side of his. She placed her hand on his upper thigh. “But it will be toward pleasure.”
She leaned nearer, eyes locked with his. Jackson moved forward to meet her and she closed her eyes as their lips met.
Copyright © McKenna Jeffries, 2014.
All Rights Reserved, Totally Bound.
By Author Design is a new feature I’m starting on my blog. Writing books is all about creating – after all authors are designers who use nothing to create a garment of life’s fabric for their characters that you grow to love. This feature will give you some interesting things about how I come up with my books, characters. It is similar to something I did a few years ago for my newsletter and chat group readers.
My plan is to post these weekly on Thursday’s. The By Author Design will start on the first Thursday of February 2015.
“Garrick,” Bailey called behind him.
Tyr went on and Garrick stopped and faced her. Indigo and the others were across the room by the same counter Bailey had been at when he’d come in.
“I am sorry for kicking you.” Bailey came closer, lowering her voice. “But you were not watching me as if you were up to no good. You were watching me like—”
“You were mine.” Garrick blew out a breath. “Yeah, I realized I was after you started to say it. Sorry I didn’t know I was doing that. I noticed you a few weeks ago when you and your friends drove up. Been noticing you since then.”
“Really?” Bailey studied him, her hazel gaze intent.
“So you’ve been watching me for weeks.”
“When you say it like that it sounds creepy.” Garrick shook his head.
“I’ve not been watching you, I just saw you when you came by and was wondering…” He stopped, not wanting to make more of a fool of himself than he already had. That was what giving into attraction got him—a sore head and being made to feel like an ass who fell on his ass. Garrick stifled a chuckle.
“Tell me.” Bailey stepped closer.
Her scent reached him again and Garrick inhaled deeply, loving how she smelled. “What is it that you are wearing?”
“The scent.” Garrick inhaled again. “You smell so good.”
“You’re smelling me.” Bailey looked amused. “Peaches and honeysuckle is what I wear. I make body lotion, perfume, bath gels and those sorts of things. I also custom make fragrances for people too. That’s what my business will be.”
“Peaches and honeysuckle. I’m going to remember that.” Garrick studied the empty glass display cases before focusing back on her. “It must be interesting making things like you do…”
“Don’t change the subject. We can discuss that another time.” Bailey moved even closer. “Tell me what you were about to say.”
“I’m done looking like a fool.” Garrick shrugged. “What I was about say doesn’t matter.”
“I’m thinking it does.” Bailey studied him then smiled softly. “Being a firefighter must take lots of bravery.”
“It’s my job.” Garrick didn’t know where she was going with what she was saying.
“But you save people. Sometimes face death when you do. So saying what you want to shouldn’t make you hesitate when you face that sort of thing.”
“Your logic makes no sense.” Garrick wasn’t sure what to make of her. She seemed to be teasing him yet he sensed she was very serious.
“To me it does. And at this point, that is all that matters.” Bailey rubbed her hand down the side of her jeans. “How about I speculate what you were wondering? You were wondering if I would go out with you.”
Garrick smiled. “You’re arrogant to assume that is what I wanted.”
“Oh, it’s not arrogance. It is surety. It was the look in your gaze. Now that I know you’re not some crook, I realize that you weren’t casing my place. You were working up to asking me out. I’ll save you the trouble.”
Disappointment filled Garrick at the finality in her tone. He couldn’t read her intentions but after the fiasco of his frightening her and making her think he was a criminal, he could only imagine she was about to say no.
“I’m going to ask you out.” Bailey moved nearer until she was almost touching him. “Go out with me, Garrick.”
“That doesn’t sound like a question,” he pointed out.
“I’m not good at asking for stuff.” She smiled sheepishly.
“Somehow I like that.” Garrick couldn’t resist. He stroked down her cheek with his knuckle.
Bailey shivered slightly then turned her head into his touch.
“Yes, I’ll go out with you.” “Good.” She held onto his wrist. “I’ll give you a few days to clear the ringing in your ears from my kick.”
“Why do I feel you are trying not to laugh at me?”
“Because your expression when you got hit was priceless,” Bailey said, squeezing his wrist gently before releasing him. “In hindsight, I now realize you were yelling back at me but not in anger. I just don’t know why you made the sound you did.”
“I was trying to be funny to break the ice by doing a weird mating call to match your yell. Thought that would make you laugh, but I should have realized since you’ve never seen me before you wouldn’t take it as intended. It was stupid of me.” He admitted, “It’s been a while since I dated.”
“Then I kicked you. Makes me think the follow up to that would be what the hell kind of kinky foreplay is this?”
Garrick chuckled. “See, a sense of humor is a good ice breaker.”
“Mating call. That is priceless. Oh God, wait until I tell my friends about that.” Bailey winked. “Get a promise from them so they don’t tease you about it. You’ll have to tell me about your not dating and why not on our date. Does Saturday work for you?”
“So long?” It was five days away. “It’s your next day off.”
“How’d you know that?”
“Indigo.” Bailey rolled her eyes. “She observes things and mentioned noticing how your shifts work.”
“Why would she notice that?” Garrick glanced at Indigo, who was with the others.
“She likes information and makes it her business to know,” Bailey said.
He glanced at her. “Okay. But Saturday is a long time to wait to see you again.”
“But you see me when I come here.” Bailey patted his hand as she released her hold. “Maybe if you get time while you’re on shift, or getting off, you could come over and offer your help.”
“I might just do that.” Garrick stared at her. “You’re turning out to be a surprising woman. Very unpredictable. I find that enticing.”
“Unpredictability is a good thing. Keeps you on your toes and intrigued to want to know more about me. That’s a win-win. So if you don’t get a chance to come see me before, I look forward to seeing you for our date on Saturday.” She put her hand in her pocket and pulled out a card, then a pen from her ponytail, before writing on the back. “Call me with your address.”
Garrick took the card as Bailey walked away. Garrick stared after her, watching the sexy sway of her hips.
Copyright © McKenna Jeffries, 2014.
All Rights Reserved, Totally Bound.
Here’s my weekly recap of what I’ve been up too this past week.
I’m still working on combining some of the series I have planned. It’s fun doing it and I’m getting inspired to write the stories. All the characters are clamoring at the same time for their story. LOL.
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That’s all for now. I’ll see you next week for my next weekly recap.