Sweet.
Delicate.
However, the woman I ran into randomly five years later was nothing like the girl I remembered from back home. She was completely different, from her appearance to her personality—it was like night and day.
Gone was the innocent girl and in her place stood a fucking vixen. The effect she had on me was instant. In a matter of seconds, she held all my attention in a way that only she ever could. Not only was I captivated by her, but I was also infatuated from the moment I laid my eyes on her.
She was beautiful.
Fucking breathtaking.
Stealing all the air from my lungs as if it belonged to her.
“So, Jax Colton, do you normally stand outside on the balcony at parties and stare at women dancing?”
“Jax, did you hear what I said?” Kinley asked, interrupting my memory of the night she came into my life again.
Instantly, I shook away the emotions that the mere memory stirred inside of me like they never existed to begin with. My mind was a jumbled mess of what the fucks. Spiraling with more thoughts and questions with each second that passed.
“Is Autumn talking about your housekeeper’s daughter?”
“Yeah,” was all I could muster.
“Why would she be talking about Sophie? I thought nothing happened between you two?”
I opened my mouth to respond, but Caleb called again.
“Jax,” Autumn exclaimed. “I have—”
“Why does Caleb keep calling me?” I answered his call. “I’m in the middle of som—”
“Did Autumn tell you?”
I hit speaker on my phone, looking at her. “Did Autumn tell me what?”
Her jaw clenched.
“What’s going on?”
“I wouldn’t normally dig this deep, but given the fact that Caleb said you guys ran into each other in September of 2015—”
I glared into my phone. “For fuck’s sake, Caleb. What else have you told her behind my back?”
“Autumn, did you show him?”
She stepped toward me. “I was about to, but you called.”
“What the fuck is going on?”
Autumn didn’t falter, handing me her phone. “You need to see this.”
I stared down at her cell phone as if it were an atomic bomb about to explode in my face. Reluctantly, I set my phone on the counter while grabbing hers out of her grasp.
Swiping the screen on, I couldn’t have been more accurate. There in front of my eyes was the woman who’d left my bed seven years ago. She was still able to take my breath away.
Damn, she was gorgeous.
Her long brown hair cascaded down the sides of her face, accentuating her hazel eyes and pouty fuck me mouth. And trust me, she definitely deep throated my cock.