He Never Kissed Me Jamie's hand wandered across Jarrod’s muscular back, and it slightly unsettled Jarrod.

The truth was Jarrod’s back was a roadmap of ugly scars.

It was not exactly what one would expect behind that good-looking face of his.

Jamie was not a fan of his scars either.

But Jarrod's face, skills in sexual intercourse, and gentleness made Jamie easier to accept that.

How good was Jarrod to Jamie anyway? Jamie believed that if any harm came to her, he would not hesitate to protect her.

Few wouldn't fall for a loyal guy like Jarrod who was handsome and skilled in bed.

At the thought of this, Jamie felt she had hit the jackpot.

If it were not for that stupid woman, Jamie might not have even given Jarrod a second glance back then, not to mention saving him.

Now that she thought of it, she supposed she owed that woman a thank-you note.

The Powell family was on the decline, and it was Jarrod who gave them a leg up in Ardlens.

So, hanging on to Jarrod was not an option.

It was necessary.

With all these in mind, Jamie wrapped her arms around Jarrod from behind and nestled her face against his back, feeling the man's warm body and the rousing desire inside him.

“What are you looking at?" she asked with a cheery smile.

Suddenly, her gaze fell on Jarrod's neck, and her expression shifted.

"What's this? Who did this to you?” She was well aware that Jarrod would make out with other women just for fun, but he never let them leave any marks on him.

It was obviously a woman's scratch.

With Jarrod’s personality, how could he let a woman do this to him? "It's nothing.

I was scratched by a wild cat the other day,” Jarrod replied indifferently.

Then, he turned around and held Jamie in his arms.

"Why are you up so early?” Jamie did not buy his story, but she chose not to press him further.

After all, Jarrod had promised he would not touch any other woman after they got married.

So, she let it slide.

"I can't fall asleep without you." Jamie wrapped her arms around Jarrod's neck and nuzzled against his chest.

Jarrod smiled.

“Do you want it now?" "What are you talking about? It's so early..." Jamie said, her cheeks flushed.

Truth be told, she had been more than happy with last night's activities and was open for an encore, but she did not want to make it too obvious.

eyes,

it was not easy to satisfy a woman who once

one's here but

stopping you?” Jarrod

and reached out to take off her clothes,

her head and looked up at him

his

"Don't hold back.

night with the excuse of having a nightmare when in fact, she

figured a guy should be eager in such a

long, Jarrod had only planted a

not even a

she did not already know that he was a womanizer, Jamie would have thought he had never even

way on their wedding night,

had slipped into that sexy pajamas, he seemed almost disinterested and just pleased her with

had the orgasm, she peeked at

was a portrait

he held back, the

of self- contro]? Just thinking about his stoic

not wait to

was aroused and it was

Jarrod gently pushed

could not bring herself

face aside,

cradled the back of her head and planted

mean a lot

want to give you only

care of you.” With that, he proceeded

for her part, felt cherished and

seemed to be more concerned about preserving her virginity than she

had secretly

attitude, Jarrod would probably have made

no room in her mind for such

eyes shut, she surrendered to the

reached

fever had gone

took a deep breath and headed to

loud crash

Raegan's heart jumped.

Mitchel near the door, a toppled chair

Mitchel turned, and

word, he crossed the room and wrapped her in a hug so tight it made her

to

said abruptly, “I thought you'd run off again.”

did he mean by that? She gently gave him a push

"I promise I won't lay a finger on him.” "What do you

that Raegan

very reluctant as he said

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