Chapter

Fourty Seven

Asher

“Ready to go home, dove?” Jackson asked, smiling at me as I finished stepping into my heels. He held out his hand for me as I stood.

“As long as I’m going with you, I don’t care where we end up.”

He tugged me close and kissed me hard. “Careful. When you say things like that, it makes me want to chain you to my bed and never let you out of my sight.”

“Sounds like fun.”

His eyes darkened with hunger, and he shook his head. “Not an ounce of self-preservation in you.”

“Why bother when you offer exactly what I want?”

Jackson closed his...