Page 9 of His Virgin Angel

She waved her hand across his face, and Jack smiled.

“Sorry, spaced out there for a second.”

“Spaced out? I don’t think I’ve ever heard you say that.”

“Let’s just say I’ve been awakened to something.”

“Sounds awesome.”

“It really is.” Sipping at his water, he stared across the table, and wondered if she had any feelings for him. He’d been a huge part of her life, keeping all the bad at bay. Of course, he’d failed with that asshole Ronald getting close. Would his enemy want her sweetness as much as he did?

The thought of another man touching her filled him with rage.

“Are you okay?” She leaned over the table, and pressed the back of her hand against his forehead. “You don’t have a temperature.”

He took her hand, kissing her knuckles. “What makes you think I’ve got something wrong?”

“You’re frowning and pulling strange faces. Kind of creepy.”

“I don’t mean to be.” He looked around the restaurant, and remembered how hungry he was. “Let’s eat.”

“I’ve got to work.”

“I’ve already told Mark, and he’s fine with it. You’re not going to make me eat all by myself, are you?”

She shook her head. “Of course not.”

No, he’d noticed long ago Piper couldn’t tell him no, and he used that to help him get whatever he wanted.

Lifting his hand, he got Leon’s attention, and let the rest of his worries fade away.

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