ROMANCE: Biker Club Romance: Infernal Affairs (Alpha Males playing Wicked Games MC Ride Romance New Adult Romance) (Unlawful Secret baby Undercover cop romance Series) by Linda Wright
Authors: Linda Wright
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lead her through the door from the garage to the house.
“On one hand, yeah, it is. But on the other hand, I’m traveling to play football. I love what I do for a living, and I get paid really well to do it. Most people can’t say that, so I try not to complain about things like not being able to see my house sometimes,” he said. The two of them walked through the house as he turned on this light and that until they reached the kitchen. Jack pulled down a bottle of wine and two glasses, and then motioned for Willow to follow him out on to the patio.
“I love sitting out here, no music or television, just me and the sky,” he said, popping the cork and pouring two glasses as Willow sat in one of the loungers.
“It’s an amazing view, both up and down, isn’t it?” she said, looking out over the city view that came from his house being on a bit of an incline.
“It’s one of the reasons I picked this lot,” he said, handing her one of the glasses.
They sat there together in complete silence, simply watching the world around them for almost twenty minutes together. It felt like one of the most intimate things that Jack had ever done with a women, for him. Sitting out there and appreciating the world wasn’t something that fit his image, so it was also something that very few people knew that he liked to do. He wasn’t really sure why he’d told Willow without worrying about what she’d think about him. Maybe because he trusted her to simply just accept him for who he was. That was a freeing thing to trust someone for.
“Why don’t you give me a tour of this fantastic home, hm?” Willow asked as she drained the last of her glass. Jack smiled and stood, holding a hand out to help her from her seat.
“Sure,” he said.
Willow grinned and nodded, ooo’d and ahh’d as they walked through the house and he showed her this room and that. Jack wasn’t sure about taking her through his bedroom, because he didn’t want to give her the wrong idea as to why he’d brought her out there, so he stalled until absolute last.
“Your bedroom is very tastefully done,” she said, looking around.
“I bought the whole room of furniture together. I’m not really good at putting things together on my own, I don’t think. Everything in here was made to match the other pieces,” he said with a grin. Willow turned to him with a grin.
“It’s nice,” she said, placing her hands in the middle of his chest and pushing him roughly so that he had no choice but to fall backwards onto the bed behind him.
“Willow?” he said, so surprised that he wasn’t really sure what to do other than simply flop back. Willow smirked and jumped on top of him, straddling his midsection as she leaned in close to his ear.
“You’ve waited long enough, don’t you think?” she whispered. Jack felt his eyes widen, and he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tightly against him as he rolled himself on top of her. She laughed and squealed, and he reached over and turned out the lights.
Chapter 6
“You know, it’s alright if you don’t want to do this,” Jack said. Willow was in the shower, he blurry silhouette visible in the mirror as he talked to her while she bathed.
“I don’t mind. Just because I’m not always in some loud, banging club doesn’t mean that I don’t like to go to one from time to time. Plus, what your agent said makes sense, this will help your image since you spent the last few years being a royal prick,” she said. Jack shot a look through the mirror towards the shower as if she could see it.
“I wasn’t trying to be a royal prick,” he mumbled.
“Yes you were. You just see it now,” she said, hearing him over the sound of the water running.
“Does that mean that I’m maturing or something, the fact that I’m getting better?” he asked. Willow giggled.
“Perhaps. Then again, you are still the man that laughs at every fart joke you’ve ever come across,” she said. Jack
“On one hand, yeah, it is. But on the other hand, I’m traveling to play football. I love what I do for a living, and I get paid really well to do it. Most people can’t say that, so I try not to complain about things like not being able to see my house sometimes,” he said. The two of them walked through the house as he turned on this light and that until they reached the kitchen. Jack pulled down a bottle of wine and two glasses, and then motioned for Willow to follow him out on to the patio.
“I love sitting out here, no music or television, just me and the sky,” he said, popping the cork and pouring two glasses as Willow sat in one of the loungers.
“It’s an amazing view, both up and down, isn’t it?” she said, looking out over the city view that came from his house being on a bit of an incline.
“It’s one of the reasons I picked this lot,” he said, handing her one of the glasses.
They sat there together in complete silence, simply watching the world around them for almost twenty minutes together. It felt like one of the most intimate things that Jack had ever done with a women, for him. Sitting out there and appreciating the world wasn’t something that fit his image, so it was also something that very few people knew that he liked to do. He wasn’t really sure why he’d told Willow without worrying about what she’d think about him. Maybe because he trusted her to simply just accept him for who he was. That was a freeing thing to trust someone for.
“Why don’t you give me a tour of this fantastic home, hm?” Willow asked as she drained the last of her glass. Jack smiled and stood, holding a hand out to help her from her seat.
“Sure,” he said.
Willow grinned and nodded, ooo’d and ahh’d as they walked through the house and he showed her this room and that. Jack wasn’t sure about taking her through his bedroom, because he didn’t want to give her the wrong idea as to why he’d brought her out there, so he stalled until absolute last.
“Your bedroom is very tastefully done,” she said, looking around.
“I bought the whole room of furniture together. I’m not really good at putting things together on my own, I don’t think. Everything in here was made to match the other pieces,” he said with a grin. Willow turned to him with a grin.
“It’s nice,” she said, placing her hands in the middle of his chest and pushing him roughly so that he had no choice but to fall backwards onto the bed behind him.
“Willow?” he said, so surprised that he wasn’t really sure what to do other than simply flop back. Willow smirked and jumped on top of him, straddling his midsection as she leaned in close to his ear.
“You’ve waited long enough, don’t you think?” she whispered. Jack felt his eyes widen, and he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tightly against him as he rolled himself on top of her. She laughed and squealed, and he reached over and turned out the lights.
Chapter 6
“You know, it’s alright if you don’t want to do this,” Jack said. Willow was in the shower, he blurry silhouette visible in the mirror as he talked to her while she bathed.
“I don’t mind. Just because I’m not always in some loud, banging club doesn’t mean that I don’t like to go to one from time to time. Plus, what your agent said makes sense, this will help your image since you spent the last few years being a royal prick,” she said. Jack shot a look through the mirror towards the shower as if she could see it.
“I wasn’t trying to be a royal prick,” he mumbled.
“Yes you were. You just see it now,” she said, hearing him over the sound of the water running.
“Does that mean that I’m maturing or something, the fact that I’m getting better?” he asked. Willow giggled.
“Perhaps. Then again, you are still the man that laughs at every fart joke you’ve ever come across,” she said. Jack
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