Page 35 of Tangled in His Embrace

Speaking of talking. “Have you talked to Mom today?”

“Yeah. I called her before I called you. She said the lights flickered off and on a few times, but she never lost power. We’re just lucky, I guess.” Gabby heard a muffled voice in the background. “I should probably let you go.”

“Alexander wants your attention, does he?”

Grace giggled. “Something like that.”

“Call me if you guys change your mind about coming over,” Gabby said.

“We will.” And then her sister was gone.

Gabby shook her head as she put the phone down.

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“Everything okay?” Jax asked as she strolled toward him.

“Grace was just calling to see if we had lost power. Apparently theirs went out about an hour ago.” Gabby reached for the game box and tucked it under her arm. “She wanted to make sure I was all right since I was supposed to be alone this weekend.”

He started to say something but stopped himself. It wasn’t any of his business what she told her sister. If Gabby wanted Grace to know he was there that was her call.

“I told her we still had power.” She hesitated. “And that I wasn’t alone.”

“What did she have to say about that?” Jax asked, trying to keep his tone casual.

“She thinks we’ve spent the entire time in bed.”

Jax snorted. “Well, not the entire time.”

Gabby smacked his arm, turned on her heel, and headed down the hallway. He followed her and watched as she returned the game to the shelf in the closet. When she spun around, Jax was there, a foot away, leaning against the wall.

He ran his hand down the length of her arm until his fingers tangled together with hers. “Why does she think we’ve spent the entire weekend in bed?”

The muscles in her neck contracted as she swallowed. “Because.”

“Because why?” He stepped closer, crowding her. That little vein in her neck pulsed harder—a telltale sign of the effect he had on her.

Her voice cracked a little when she answered. “Because I told her what happened between us.”

Jax wrapped his free arm around her waist, pressing her body against his, and she melted against him. “When you came over to my apartment to pick up Taylor?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t remember you and your sister being that close,” he said, trying to ignore his growing erection. It didn’t matter that it had been less than five hours since he’d been inside her. He wanted her again. He always wanted her. Jax wasn’t sure that would ever change. In fact, he hoped it wouldn’t.

She rested her hands on his shoulders as if she were steadying herself or about to push him away. “We’ve gotten a lot closer since she moved back.”

“After her husband was killed.” Taylor had mentioned something about her Aunt Grace’s boyfriend one day and he’d asked his mom if she’d known anything about it. That was when he’d found out that while he’d been gone, Grace’s husband, who’d been serving overseas, had been killed in combat. He’d only met Kurt once, but he liked him. And as far as Jax could tell, Kurt had loved his wife.

Sadness filled Gabby’s eyes and she nodded. “Grace was a mess for a while. I was really worried about her.”

He didn’t like seeing her sad. “But she’s better now, right?”

The tiniest smile pulled at Gabby’s lips. “She is. Thanks to Alexander.”

“Sounds like he was exactly what she needed.” Jax lowered his hand to cup her ass, unable to resist bringing them closer. The talk of Grace losing her husband reminded Jax of his second chance with Gabby. He wasn’t going to take it for granted.

“Yes.” By the look in her eyes, Gabby could feel the hard length of him pressing against her abdomen.

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