Page 58 of Unforgettable

“If that’s not something you’re interested in, don’t give it another thought.”

“You’ve only seen one thing I’ve made…”

“It made quite an impression,” he says, his eyes dropping to my mouth.

CHAPTERTWENTY-FOUR

UNEXPECTED TIES

JAMISON

I should be dragging when I get to the office the next morning.

I barely slept. It was hard to tear myself away from Scarlett last night when it felt like something had finally shifted between us. Even harder to say goodnight without kissing her face off, but I still wasn’t 100% sure she was up for that with me ever again and I didn’t want to rock our newly steady boat, and Ivy was waiting patiently for me to read her a few bedtime stories and tuck her in.

Zac came back to my place after we hung out with Autumn for a little while, and then he and Pappy and Magnus wouldn’t stop grilling me until I told them the whole story about the night I met Scarlett.

Well, I didn’t tell themeverything.

But enough for them to get the gist of why it’s been so complicated between us…and enough for them to think I need to, in each of their words:

Make a move.You’re Jamison freakin’ Ledger.When have you ever been hesitant about anything?(Zac)

Just kiss her. If she kisses you back, you’ll know she’s still into you.(Magnus)

Woo her, my boy. It’s time to woo.(Pappy)

They’re all sleeping in this morning, and when they’re up, we’ll start going deep with the renovation plans. I got a little bit ahead with everything else, knowing I’d be busy once everyone got here and could’ve slept in myself, but I couldn’t wait to see Scarlett. I’m about to go to her office—I have to know if she’ll be back in her shell today or if it will be the Scarlett from last night—when there’s a knock on my door.

“Come in.”

Scarlett steps inside and the air whooshes out of my chest. First of all, she looks like a goddamn goddess. Her dark hair is down and straighter than usual, falling over a black double-breasted jacket and short black skirt.

And she’s not wearing a shirt underneath the jacket.

It’s not obscenely low—she’s the consummate professional and wouldn’t do that at work—but it’s the perfect tease to make me lose my fucking mind.

The best part? She’s smiling at me.

“Scarlett.” Her name sounds like a warning. Didn’t mean for it to, but holy fuck.

She shuts the door and leans against it, her chest rising and falling, the peeks of cleavage whispering my name. I run my hand through my hair and breathe deeply, willing my dick to chill.

No go.

“This is hard,” she says finally.

I glance down, thinking she’s talking about my cock, but I think my suit jacket is covering it for the most part.

“What is?” I ask, my whole body rigid.

“I don’t know how to act around you.” She laughs and it dies quickly.

She clasps her hands together and I have to force my eyes to stay on hers.Don’t drift.

“There are times it’s so easy, but most of the time, with us being so…um,intimate…from the beginning…it’s—” She licks her lips and I think I groan.

Her eyes widen and she bites her bottom lip like she’s nervous.

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