Chapter 2:

The Edge

My heart slammed against my ribs as Jax’s fingers brushed higher, teasing the lace edge of my panties. The rooftop bar hummed with life just yards away laughter, clinking glasses, a bass line thumping through the speakers. Anyone could wander over here. The thought sent a fresh rush of heat between my legs.

“Prove it,” I’d whispered. Now his dark eyes locked on mine, hungry and amused.

“Careful what you ask for, Cora,” he murmured, voice rough. “You say that again and I won’t stop at teasing.”

I didn’t say it again. I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him into the shadowed corner...