Page 67 of A Pretty Fixation

A smile breaks free as she accepts it. “Do you carrythese around now?”

“Yes. Knowing how much you love them, I alwayswill.”

She clicks her tongue but still tells me,“Thanks.”

“Let’s go for a drive so that you can talk to me.”I clutch her hand and haul her to the car.

Jordyn doesn’t protest. She slips into thepassenger side when I open the door.

I get in and drive off.

“Talk,” I urge, turning down the busy strip.

She hums. “About what? Your obvious madness?”

“Don’t do that. Don’t evade. Something happened.Tell me.”

“I was having a bad day,” she says after a longsigh. “When I saw that girl recording you, I got jealous.” She says the lastpart in a low tone. “I started making a reel for you.”

I’m both stunned and appreciative. “Why didn’t youtell me?”

“I wanted it to be a surprise,” she grumbles.

“I’ll tell Dante’s cousin never mind and to sharewhat she already has with you.”

“Don’t,” she implores. “If she’s professional likeyou said, it’ll be a great reel.”

“But now I’m curious about yours.”

She’s quiet for a moment. “I’ll still make one.”

That puts a smile on my face. “Looking forward toit.” I reach over the middle console to hold her hand on her thigh. “Is thatthe only reason you were upset?”

I glance at her in time to see her lips part, butshe hesitates to speak.

Jordyn places her other hand over mine and makesgentle traces on my knuckles.

“I think I’m ready to admit it,” she mutters.

“Admit what?”

“That I do want you.”

My cock twitches to a standstill. “The best thingI’ve heard today. Keep going.”

“I like how you chase me. How obsessed you are.”She shudders when I slide my hand further between her thighs. “It’s crazy,” shemoans as I squeeze her. “Your fixation turns me on. Perhaps, I’m a little fixated,too.”

Desire mounts to an incredible high, making mehurry off the main road like a maniac.

“Where…where are you going?” Lust punctuates hervoice. Like me, she sounds just as eager for a release.

I turn into a secluded spot hidden by trees andshut off the lights.

“Get in the back,” I grate.

Jordyn flushes out a shaky breath before climbingover to the backseat.

I exit and join her.

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