Mastering the Art of Love (The American Soldier Collection 2)

They walked back into Jax’s office and he closed the door.

“Damn, Jameson, even in fucking skating pants and looking like a boy, she’s hot,” Jax said as he ran a hand through his hair. Mariana got to him. Jameson never saw his brother like this.

“What’s next?

“Whatever the cards throw our way. If I’m right, then she’ll be back here sooner than later. Or, we see her at the Rothesburgh on Saturday night. She’ll probably be serving food.”

“I hope so. She felt the connection or at minimum an attraction to both of us. Does this mean what I think it does, Jax?” Jameson asked with his arms crossed in front of his chest and a dead stare into his brother’s eyes.

“We’re going to find out. All indications point to a shared relationship with her. I don’t know about you, but my dick is fucking hard. Never, and I honestly mean never, has just meeting a woman made my dick this fucking hard. I want her. I want to touch her, explore that sweet little body of hers, too. You know I always get what I want, Jameson. And if you want her, too, and feel what I’m feeling, I’ll get her for both of us.”

“Jesus, Jax, she’s not some toy. She’s a person, she’s sweet and seems so innocent and shy.”

“I’ve seen her toss the bird to a guy behind his back. The woman has a temper on her if pushed too far. I didn’t mean to come across like some pompous rich asshole. All I’m saying is that, she’s going to take some convincing. Maybe’s she’s been hurt before.”

“Hurt?” Jameson felt his temper rise and defenses instantly go up.

“I don’t know, but I’m going to find out. Shit, Jameson. This is what we do for a living. We identify the mark, initiate a plan, organize an assault team, and we go in and get that mark. We need to be patient.”

“You’re telling me to be patient? You’re the ‘I want it in an instant’ guy. I’m the patient one.”

“Yeah right. I saw you. You wanted to reach for Sparks, pull her into your arms, and kiss her until she complied with our demands.”

Jameson raised his eyebrows at him then shrugged his shoulders.

“Her name is Mariana. How’d you find that out?” Jameson asked.

“It wasn’t difficult. I also found out what company she works as a courier for, obviously. I asked for her to deliver any packages from now on.”

“We don’t get much from couriers.”

“We will now. Anything that can ship through that company and that is small enough for Sparks to carry will be delivered by her to us,” Jax said with a very serious expression on his face. Jameson knew his brother well. He was a boss, a leader, and commander even out of the Marines.

“Okay, so I guess this means I’m forced to go to another one of Darian Rothesburgh’s parties at his gallery. Do you think that obnoxious cousin of his will be there? She can’t take no for an answer.”

Jax chuckled. “She did take no for an answer the last time.”

“Her hand was down my pants. There was no warning. She jumped on my lap and shoved her hand right in there. In front of a crowd of people.”

“It was a sight. But you handled it well?”

Jameson raised his eyes at his brother as if questioning his recollection of the events.

“Hey, you didn’t toss her over the couch or onto the floor.”

“I almost did. Instead I eased her grip off my dick then grabbed her by her wrists and placed her on the side of the couch beside me.”

“She wasn’t wearing any panties, you know?” Jameson teased.

&nbs

p; “Yeah, not my kind of woman.”

“Nor mine, but it did make for a nice chuckle later on.”

“I think I swore I wouldn’t attend that gallery again, come to think of it.”

“You’re going, Jameson. Keep your eye on the target. We need to figure out if she’s the one.”