Sinful (Bad Boy Rockers 5)

Today, I feel truly like a couple with Jace, the way we hung around Golden Circle together with the kids for most of the day and now we’ve just finished dinner with his family. I can’t remember having another day like this one and it’s a nice feeling.

And little does he know that tonight I have a surprise planned, so if he walks away from me when I’m in the little bit of Victoria’s Secret lace, then I’ll have to question what he’s doing during the nights. Shaking those thoughts from my head right now, I tune back in to the conversation when I hear Jace mention Catcher.

“He’s a great kid, and I felt so bad letting him down.”

I must have missed most of this conversation. “How did you let him down?”

Jace glances at me, and answers, “In his own roundabout way, he asked me if I wanted to have him living with me.”

“Oh,” I cover my mouth with my hand and try to hold the tears at bay, but one or two trickle down my face.

“Hey, babe.” Jace wipes my face with his thumbs, which gives me time to pull myself together.

“I’m sorry.” I look around the table at Jace’s family, and explain about Charlie, “He’s an amazing little boy, and I so hope that a family will come forward to adopt him. He has so much love to give.” I glance at Jace, “Catcher has a bit of a soft spot for Jace.”

Jace smiles. “The feeling is mutual.” He takes my hand, entwining our fingers together.

At this gesture, I don’t miss the looks everyone exchanges between themselves. It says, ‘Jace finally has someone he cares about’. At least, that’s what I hope it says. Probably a, ‘so cute’ or ‘damn that’s sweet’ as well, depending on who you’re watching.

“Savannah,” Jace’s mom, Ellen, starts, “Jace tells us you enjoy baking.”

“He does, huh?” Everyone chuckles. “I do like to bake. I find it relaxing, and my uncle is always ready for more cake, and I’m discovering that Jace is as well.”

“Oh, all my men love cake.” She smiles fondly. “I used to make a carrot cake with the cream cheese on the top and it would all be gone within minutes of me finishing icing it.”

“I’ll have to make one of those. I tend to make red velvet or chocolate, which are always popular at the sheriff’s station.”

“You bake a lot for them?” Dahlia asks, cuddling a sleepy Faith to her chest.

“No, only when I want to soften my uncle up for something.” I grin.

“Well, whenever you piss Jace off, please feel free to bring a cake around to my place, which is probably where he’ll be nursing his wounds.”

“Ryder,” Dahlia smacks Ryder on the arm, “you’ll be joining him down at the bar if you say anything else.”

“Now, now. I’ll bake a couple of cakes, Ryder, and bring them down to the bar sometime…without having pissed Jace off first.”

Ryder grins. “Now you’re talking.”

“You and your stomach.” Dahlia rolls her eyes, but I can’t miss the love that shines bright in them as she looks at her husband.

“I’m going to show Savannah the patio,” Jace announces suddenly.

“Are you sure that’s all you’re going to show her?” Ryder laughs, and earns a disapproving look from both his wife and his mom. He grins, obviously the dig was worth it.

Ignoring Ryder, Jace yanks me up so quickly that I stumble into him. “Sorry,” he mumbles.

What the heck’s gotten into him?

We only just step outside when Jace has me crushed against his chest and his mouth on mine—the delicious taste of man mixed with coffee on his breath.

No other man has ever made me go from zero to a hundred in seconds. It’s the feel of his body against mine—my softness to his hardness. The way he holds me as though he never wants to let me go. The way his eyes follow me everywhere, and the way they dance back to me after he’s been distracted by something else.

It’s the whole potent package of Jace Stone that has my heart and head heavily involved with him, and I have a feeling I always will be.

Feeling his hands slipping up the back of my shirt, I suddenly remember where we are and stop daydreaming.

“Jace…” I try to wiggle out of his hold, but he’s having none of it, and then his wandering hand covers a breast. “Mmm.” Sighing, I push into his hand and feel my desire pool in my panties when he pinches my tight nipple, he doesn’t stop as his mouth trails wet kisses along the curve of my jaw before sucking my earlobe between his teeth.