Be forewarned… Jax is a very naughty man.
I was back to running through my email when my cell pinged for an incoming text. Looking at the screen, I saw it was from Jax. My feet tapped a little dance on the carpet before I realized what I was doing.
I know you’re thinking about me.
I stared at his message and snorted. “Whatever.”
Obviously, you’re thinking about me, I typed back.
I dreamt about u 2.
That made me smile. Dreaming about Jax was one of my wayward mind’s favorite pastimes. Hope it was a nightmare about me blowing a major business deal for u.
A minute later: It was a wet dream about u blowing me.
I laughed. He’d changed tactics from our earlier conversation, switching from playing hardball to just playing. Jax knew when a particular strategy wasn’t working.
I started typing a reply, but he beat me to it. My phone started ringing.