first—front and centre of his forehead—and then his girlfriend, using a sneaky underarm-and-from-the-side attack that made Garreth swell with pride.
“You think the outcome justifies the means?” Jenna demanded of her girlfriend. “You think just coz things worked out the way you wanted them to, the abduction was acceptable?”
“Ah-ha!” Rachel, exclaimed triumphantly. “So things did work out between you and Garreth.” She pinched Jackson’s butt. “See. I knew it would. I told you so.”
Jenna shot her. And Jackson.
“Jenna, for God sake,” Jackson muttered. “Quit that.”
She shot him again. “You were supposed to protect me. Not kidnap me.”
Jackson’s voice was very soft as he answered. “I did protect you. For twelve years. And it made us both miserable.”
Jenna hit him with a steady stream of water. “And abduction made me happy?”
Jack snorted through the drops splashing down his face. “Rachel’s right. If the glint in your eye is anything to go by, it made you real happy.”
Jenna glared at him. “One more word, just one, and I’m telling mum you broke her green platter.”
Jackson froze, his smile dying. “You wouldn’t.”
The glint in Jenna’s eyes brightened. “Try me.”
“Now, now, kids,” Rachel said soothingly.
Jenna shot her. “Not one word from you. You slept with the man I love.”
Rachel nodded, completely ignoring her warning. “If you’d told me you loved him, I’d never have slept with him.”
Jenna gave her an assessing look. Finally she gave a sharp nod. “You realize that’s the only reason I’m not firing my gun right now?”
“Don’t you mean my gun?” Rachel asked.
Jenna shrugged. “Possession is nine tenths of the law.”
“The law says theft is illegal.”
“I didn’t steal the gun. I simply picked it up from the table.”
“Exactly. Theft.”
“If you’re getting technical, you may as well add assault with an armed weapon to the charges.” Jenna shot her.
Rachel dissolved into laughter. “You’re just jealous because I got to see your man naked,” she taunted.
She shouldn’t have. Jenna shot her again. Then she shot Garreth.
“What was that for?” he asked, aghast, as water slid down his neck and slithered under his collar.
“For sleeping with my best friend.”
“Good one, sis,” Jackson encouraged. “Shoot him again.”
Jenna pulled the trigger, then looked disappointed as water dribbled from the gun and landed on her foot. “It’s empty.”
Garreth reached her in two steps. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and removed the gun from her hands. “I did it for them. And for us. You know that, Jenn.”
“Doesn’t stop me from being jealous.” She sniffed and gave up the gun easily enough.
“You’re the one, Jenn,” Garreth whispered. “Always have been. There’s no need to be jealous.”
“You slept with my friend,” she complained.
“Yeah, and look who she’s sleeping with now.” He held up his hand to gesture to Jackson.
“And loving it,” Rachel said. Her eyes glowed. So did her skin for that matter. The woman looked radiant.
“You better be.” Jackson turned to face Rachel.
“I am,” Rachel reassured him. She scooted into his arms. “Loving it even more than sleeping with you and Garreth at the same time.”
Jenna stilled in his arms.
The bottom dropped out of his stomach. He hadn’t told Jenna. Had forgotten all about it, in fact.
Oh, fuck.
“What did you say?” Jenna asked Rachel. Though she didn’t move a muscle, her body fairly vibrated with tension.
Rachel’s gaze was on Jackson’s face. She seemed oblivious to Jenna’s shock. “That sleeping with Jackson is the best experience. Second only to loving him.”
“Jenn,” Garreth whispered urgently.
She turned to look at him. “You slept with Rachel and Jackson?” Her voice was calm. Way too calm. It sounded exactly the way it had all those times she’d rejected him, when she’d reined in
“You think the outcome justifies the means?” Jenna demanded of her girlfriend. “You think just coz things worked out the way you wanted them to, the abduction was acceptable?”
“Ah-ha!” Rachel, exclaimed triumphantly. “So things did work out between you and Garreth.” She pinched Jackson’s butt. “See. I knew it would. I told you so.”
Jenna shot her. And Jackson.
“Jenna, for God sake,” Jackson muttered. “Quit that.”
She shot him again. “You were supposed to protect me. Not kidnap me.”
Jackson’s voice was very soft as he answered. “I did protect you. For twelve years. And it made us both miserable.”
Jenna hit him with a steady stream of water. “And abduction made me happy?”
Jack snorted through the drops splashing down his face. “Rachel’s right. If the glint in your eye is anything to go by, it made you real happy.”
Jenna glared at him. “One more word, just one, and I’m telling mum you broke her green platter.”
Jackson froze, his smile dying. “You wouldn’t.”
The glint in Jenna’s eyes brightened. “Try me.”
“Now, now, kids,” Rachel said soothingly.
Jenna shot her. “Not one word from you. You slept with the man I love.”
Rachel nodded, completely ignoring her warning. “If you’d told me you loved him, I’d never have slept with him.”
Jenna gave her an assessing look. Finally she gave a sharp nod. “You realize that’s the only reason I’m not firing my gun right now?”
“Don’t you mean my gun?” Rachel asked.
Jenna shrugged. “Possession is nine tenths of the law.”
“The law says theft is illegal.”
“I didn’t steal the gun. I simply picked it up from the table.”
“Exactly. Theft.”
“If you’re getting technical, you may as well add assault with an armed weapon to the charges.” Jenna shot her.
Rachel dissolved into laughter. “You’re just jealous because I got to see your man naked,” she taunted.
She shouldn’t have. Jenna shot her again. Then she shot Garreth.
“What was that for?” he asked, aghast, as water slid down his neck and slithered under his collar.
“For sleeping with my best friend.”
“Good one, sis,” Jackson encouraged. “Shoot him again.”
Jenna pulled the trigger, then looked disappointed as water dribbled from the gun and landed on her foot. “It’s empty.”
Garreth reached her in two steps. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and removed the gun from her hands. “I did it for them. And for us. You know that, Jenn.”
“Doesn’t stop me from being jealous.” She sniffed and gave up the gun easily enough.
“You’re the one, Jenn,” Garreth whispered. “Always have been. There’s no need to be jealous.”
“You slept with my friend,” she complained.
“Yeah, and look who she’s sleeping with now.” He held up his hand to gesture to Jackson.
“And loving it,” Rachel said. Her eyes glowed. So did her skin for that matter. The woman looked radiant.
“You better be.” Jackson turned to face Rachel.
“I am,” Rachel reassured him. She scooted into his arms. “Loving it even more than sleeping with you and Garreth at the same time.”
Jenna stilled in his arms.
The bottom dropped out of his stomach. He hadn’t told Jenna. Had forgotten all about it, in fact.
Oh, fuck.
“What did you say?” Jenna asked Rachel. Though she didn’t move a muscle, her body fairly vibrated with tension.
Rachel’s gaze was on Jackson’s face. She seemed oblivious to Jenna’s shock. “That sleeping with Jackson is the best experience. Second only to loving him.”
“Jenn,” Garreth whispered urgently.
She turned to look at him. “You slept with Rachel and Jackson?” Her voice was calm. Way too calm. It sounded exactly the way it had all those times she’d rejected him, when she’d reined in
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