He was my person.
My mind ran rampant with question after question I had yet to consider until this very second. As if he knew what I needed at that moment, he turned me to lay on my back and then hovered above me, caging me in with his arms around my face.
Kissing my lips, he said, “It’s a short flight away.”
“I know.”
“What are you worried about?”
“That you’ll forget about me.”
“How could I forget about my Baby Soph?”
I shrugged. “Out of sight, out of mind. You’ve forgotten about me before.”
“It was different back then.”
“What was different about it?”
“I had to stay away from you.”
“And?”
He raised his eyebrows. “And I hadn’t taken your pussy yet.”
“Jax.” I tried to shove him away, but he didn’t budge an inch. “Now’s not the time to be dirty.”
“I can’t think of a better time. You’re sad. I don’t like seeing you upset.”
“Aren’t you sad or upset?”
“No.”
“No?”
“Sophie, you’re in my bed, in my arms—I’m on top of you. I want to focus on that and not what tomorrow will bring.”
I stayed quiet, not knowing how to reply.
Jax did what he did best, he made love to me again. After he was done having his way with my body, he jumped into the shower, and I threw on one of his shirts that looked like a dress on me. Smiling, I brought the hem up to my nose. I loved his scent. It was as addicting as he was.
I went into the kitchen, pulling out the food from his fridge that I’d brought over earlier to make his special dinner. He loved lasagna, and my mom had the best recipe. Once I was done laying everything out on the counter, he walked out.
“Great timing!” I exclaimed, pointing toward the top cabinet. “Will you grab that pot for me? I can’t reach it.”
He didn’t answer, causing me to turn and look at him.
“What?” I asked, taking in the solemn expression on his face.
“I’m sorry to do this to you, Sophie. I know it’s our last night together, and I wanted to spend it with you, but something just came up. I have to go.”
“Oh.” The disappointment was evident in my tone. “I can just wait for you until you get back.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Why?”
He rubbed the back of his neck. “It’s just best if you go.”