Book one of three in the Forbidden Alliance Trilogy
Jay Dee doesn't know where she came from, who she is, or why she washed up on the beach when she was a child. The only life she had ever known was on the reservation with her tribe and pack. In a w...
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"Fine, I will attest that you were correct," I reluctantly admitted and she chuckled but didn't do the I-told-you-so dance she loved doing at Romeo's expense. "Duckie, since you are a woolyback, wearer of shit kickers, and I am sure you have a god-awful cowboy hat somewhere, I believe you will appreciate this one."
I pressed play.
Jay Dee rolled her eyes; she was laying on the bed and had her feet kicking in the air behind her as she flipped through a copy of Car and Driver magazine.
Patsy Cline started singing. 'I'm Back in Baby's Arms.'
Jay Dee laughed and shook her head in resignation but quietly sang along under her breath with Patsy.
I stretched out on the bed next to her on my back and rested my head on her magazine so I had her attention.
"Can I help you with something?" she asked.
I smiled so she smacked me. "Would you do me the honors of permitting me to escort you to the mall for a bit of video games and shopping?" I mumbled the shopping part.
She glared at me. "Did you just meet me?" she countered and I pouted my bottom lip out and batted my lashes. "Yes, it was a rhetorical question. Did you want to go to the fair instead?"
Sadly, that was the best I was going to get.
"But of course. May I invite the others?" I asked and absently twirled a lock of her hair around my fingers.
"Sure. Meat Head still owes me a rematch in basketball, but I'll compromise with the basketball toss at the fair. I was thinking of asking Yahto if he wanted to come, since he's still mad at you."
I cocked an eyebrow.
"It'll give him a chance to see that you aren't the douche bag, animated corpse he says you are," she offered.
I rolled my eyes so she crawled up on top of me.
"Must I? Before I met you I was quite complacent with everyone thinking I was an asshole," I pointed out.
"Yes, I am well aware of that," she said. "But I don't think your family will think too highly of me if we continue to segregate ourselves from them and the rest of the world by locking ourselves in your room," she whispered seductively and pulled the collar of my shirt down and admired the faint white scar which matched up to her teeth and would forever be on me.
"Let them think what they will," I said and cupped her firm, round ass, pulling her tighter against me.
"You are a very naughty, naughty man, Mr. Ashton," Jay Dee purred before she caressed my lips with the tip of her tongue, effectively ending, and winning, the single-sided argument.
The county fair wasn't as bad as Romeo complained that it was going to be. Steffen and Abigail disappeared to the Tunnel of Love with fifty-dollars' worth of tickets after Jay Dee kicked Steffen's ass in basketball.
