Page 283 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 9
Crashing definitely meant banging. I wondered if she did the Thanksgiving turkey thing. Luckily that hadn’t come up with J.J. yet. “That’s okay.” I’d lecture her later about murderers and rapists and the importance of texting your besties. Kids these days.
“I see the plan worked,” Reggie said as he joined Kristen at her side.
Oh crap.
“What plan?” J.J. asked.
Before I could figure out the best way to word it, Reggie filled in the blanks.
“The getting J.J. to stop being an idiot and notice Mila plan. I pretended to flirt with Kristen and Mila all night to make you jealous. Although, my flirtations with Kristen ended up being very much real.” He kissed her cheek.
I wanted to focus on how adorable they were, but I was a little preoccupied by J.J.’s face, waiting for his reaction. I was surprised when he started laughing. The breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding finally escaped.
Everyone around us seemed to vanish when J.J. turned back to me, his hands drifted farther down my back. “I guess I was being an idiot, huh?”
“Just a little dense.”
He smiled. “All your scheming worked then.”
Technically, J.J. had claimed he wasn’t jealous last night. Just protective of me. But the getting us together part? That had absolutely worked. I nodded.
“I admit that I was an idiot…but I always noticed you, Jellyfish Girl.”
My heart felt like it was going to burst.
“I guess I owe you a thank you,” he said to Reggie.
“No problem,” he said. “It ended up working out for both of us.” He pulled Kristen into his side. Her smile was so big it was contagious.
“You guys ready to play?” one of J.J.’s other friends called over to us.
“We’re in!” J.J. called before turning back to Reggie. “And just because I’m thankful, it doesn’t mean you two aren’t going down,” he said with a laugh.
“Oh, it’s on,” Reggie said.
J.J. went under water, maneuvering himself underneath my thighs. I laughed when he stood back up. He was so tall that in the shallow end I wasn’t anywhere close to touching the water anymore. I leaned forward to try to keep my balance. He turned his head and kissed my inner thigh. “You ready?” he asked me.
I wasn’t. I was super distracted by his mouth. And his wet hair that was dripping onto my legs in a way that I never knew would be so erotic. Yeah…this was not going to go well.
***
It turns out that I wasn’t the best at chicken fighting even when I tried really hard to focus on the game instead of J.J. But I really did have a great night. To my delight, I don’t think J.J. even looked at Jenn once. He was as smitten as me. And I wouldn’t be able to get the smile off my face even if I wanted to.
“Ah, it’s freezing!” I yelled when we finally got out of the pool. The breeze from the ocean was always chillier at night.
J.J. grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me. There was something sweet about that, especially because it left him shivering for longer when he had to go get another one.
“Do you want some pizza?” he asked. His friends had ordered Grottos and it had just arrived steaming hot from the boardwalk. It was late, but never too late for cheesy goodness.
“Is all you eat pizza?” I wasn’t complaining, I was just curious. I picked up a slice before he even responded and took a bite.Delicious.
“And ice cream.” He winked at me. “I really do need to learn how to make something other than cereal though.”
I laughed. “I can teach you…if you want. I love cooking. Although the last time I made pizza, it didn’t turn out so well. I still can’t believe rentals don’t have....”
“Rolling pins,” he said, finishing my sentence. “Yeah, you mentioned that before. Was that one of the many nights that I was being dense and you were mad at me?”
“No…just disappointed.”
