Body Contact (Hands On #2) by Cathryn Fox Page B

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    “Really?” his mom asked, sitting up a little straighter. “Why am I just hearing about this?”
    “Now, Cindy,” his father piped in. “Jack’s private life is just that. Private. He’ll tell us about his new girl when he’s ready.”
    “When do you think that will be, Jack?” Sam asked. It was all Jack could do not to climb over the counter and smack that shit-eating grin off his brother’s face.
    Fucker.
    “Hmm?” Sam pressed.
    Jesus Christ, he was going to kill Sam for busting his balls like this. He exchanged a look with Jamie, who nodded, ready to back him up once they got outside. He was happy to see some things never changed. He could always count on his best friend to have his back.
    “It’s not like that,” Jack said, giving his brother a look that suggested his ball sack was in jeopardy if he didn’t shut the hell up. But Sam only laughed it off.
    His mom blinked up at him. “Maybe you’d like to bring her by for the next family dinner. We’re doing it again on Sunday. Isn’t that right, Joseph?”
    “Mom, I don’t think—”
    “Why not?” she asked, the look of hope in her eyes damn near killing him. Everyone knew she was dying to have a female in the family. But she’d have to look to Luke for that. Traditionally, the oldest married first, and since Luke didn’t seem to be in any hurry to settle down, the attention should be on him, not Jack.
    “Yeah, why not?” Sam asked.
    “Because.” What the hell was he supposed to say? Oh, I’m just teaching her all the ways there are to fuck. That’s it. “Look, I’ll check with her okay,” he said, hoping to appease his mother. “She might be busy.”
    His mother smiled and turned her attention to her dinner. Throughout the rest of the meal, conversation was kept off him, for the most part. After dinner, Sam took off before Jack could give him a proper beating, so Jack went upstairs for a shower before he headed out to Danielle’s place for the evening.
    When he came back down, his parents were in the living room, his dad reading the paper and his mom, a novel. “Don’t wait up, okay? I’ll be late tonight,” he called out as he left the house. He was anxious to see Danielle, to explore so much more with her.
    He wondered how she was feeling today. Last night’s phone sex had been incredible. He’d sent her a text when he woke, asking about her plans for the day and telling her to keep her night free. She’d responded instantly, agreeing.
    He hopped on his bike and drove through the streets, going past the house Danielle had pointed out to him when he’d taken her home last night. Slowing his bike, he watched as a Realtor guided a couple inside. Shit. He hoped the couple didn’t swoop in and buy it before Danielle could scrape up the down payment. It really was the perfect house for her. The location was ideal for her family counseling business, and the upstairs would make a great living space.
    Revving the engine, he took another corner and pulled up outside Danielle’s apartment. He glanced up to her window to find her standing there, watching him.
    Jack tugged off his helmet and made his way inside. She buzzed him up and just as he was about to knock on her door, she opened it, a warm flush on her cheeks. His gaze dropped to take in her frayed shorts and bare legs. Fuck, she was sexier than any pinup model on every calendar in his dad’s garage. He put his hand around her waist, leaned in, and pressed his mouth to hers.
    “Hey,” he murmured, determined to put her at ease, to let her know that what they’d done last night was normal and nothing to be ashamed of. Christ, she’d come for him and he was pretty damn proud of that, honored even. “How do you feel today?”
    “Good.”
    “Last night was amazing.” He stepped closer and her scent swirled around him. “You’re amazing.”
    “You’re not so bad yourself,” she said, her uncertainty ebbing away as she relaxed into him.
    “How was your