A Little Bit Dirty - Jenika Snow Page 0,26

and the fact that this territorial and proprietary side filled him made him kind of feel like a caveman.

“You want me, Tanner?” he said softly.

“You know I do,” she said just as softly as he had.

The fact that she answered right away pleased him. Yeah, maybe he should still be pissed and hurt at the way she had just taken off, but fuck, he loved this girl. So she had been scared. He had been terrified, too. He meant it when he said he wanted to move forward. A crazy idea slammed into his head, and he was seconds away from just saying what was on his mind. He clenched his jaw and pulled her back so she was an arm’s length away from him. “Good, because I want you even more than I wanted you five years ago.” He smiled, and when she reciprocated the act his heart fucking did something strange in his chest.

If the other Twisted Feather members—childhood friends or not—and the roadies and other crew of the band saw how totally head over heels he was concerning Tanner, they’d give him a lot of shit. But he didn’t care, and would get pleasure in kicking each one of their asses for giving him a hard time.

When it came to Tanner, he’d do anything to make sure she stayed by his side and that she was happy. And yeah, it had only taken this one moment for him to forget about everything else that didn’t have to do with having her in his arms.

“You’re still smiling,” she said through her own smile.

“Because I’m happy.”

That had her smiling even wider, and glancing down.

“I like having you here, even though it’s been not even a half day since we saw each other again.”

She groaned and let go of his hands to cover her eyes.

“What’s wrong?” Had he said something?

“Nothing, well, I just can’t believe I had sex with you so easily.” She looked up at him through the veil of her lashes, but gave him this sweet smile. “It must be this effect you have on me, because I don’t just hop in bed like that.”

“Good.” He all but growled out the word. He didn’t want her doing that with anyone else. Jacks didn’t want another douche touching her how he just had. Pushing those thoughts away because he was actually getting pissed over them, Jacks reached out for one of her hands again. “Call your folks and tell them you’re staying here tonight, if you haven’t already.” He grinned, needing desperately to just hold her, preferably with no clothes on. “Because I’m not ready to let you go.” He’d never be ready to do that, but he wasn’t going to say anything about that right now. They just needed to be next to each other, and she’d see how much they were perfect for one another.

“Yeah?” The way she said it had this little mischievous tilt in her words.

“Yeah.” He noticed the way she glanced at the door, and he was sure she was thinking of Zoe. “Don’t worry. There is a spare room down the hall. It’s all hers. No one will bother her. Believe me when I say the rest of the band would kick anyone’s ass that tried to mess with her.” He brushed a lock of hair off of her cheek. “But call her so you don’t worry. I’m sure she is still with Beats. He won’t let anything happen to her.”

She nodded. “I know he wouldn’t, but I’ll call her just to make sure she is okay and knows that I’m staying over.”

The fact that she was staying had a smile covering his face. He probably looked like an idiot, but once again he didn’t give a fuck. “We can just sleep, Tanner. I promise all I want to do is hold you, and in the morning, we can try and figure all of this out.” He needed to run his idea by the rest of the band, because although he was pretty sure they would be cool with it, what he wanted was a big decision and they needed to be okay with it, too.

He stayed back while she called Zoe, talked with her for a minute or so, and then disconnected the call.

“She’s talking with Beats in one of the other rooms.”

He nodded, and Tanner was the one to lead them to the back master bedroom. Once inside she walked into the center of the room when he stayed by the