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.

all, in Jarrod's eyes, she was a naive

a woman who once had

here but

Jarrod brushed

the bed and reached out to take

looked up at him with a smoldering

his palm with her

"Don't hold back.

over late at night with the excuse of having a nightmare when in fact, she just wanted to

be

had only planted a light kiss on her

not even

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

had promised that they would go all the way on

sexy pajamas, he seemed

had the orgasm, she peeked

portrait

more he held back, the more she

wouldn't want a man with that kind of self- contro]? Just thinking

wait to

he was aroused and it was a

then, Jarrod gently pushed her

she could not

face aside,

cradled the back of her head and planted a

mean a lot

give

that, he proceeded to bring her

and was convinced by his

her head around why he seemed to be more concerned

secretly undergone hymen repair

his attitude, Jarrod would probably have made a big deal

she had no room in

eyes shut, she surrendered to the

dawn broke, Raegan reached

his fever had gone

breath and headed

nowhere, a loud crash

Raegan's heart jumped.

bathroom to find Mitchel near the door, a

the sound of her voice, Mitchel turned, and his eyes lit

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

trying to

you'd run off again.”

mean by that? She gently gave him a push and said with genuine concern, "Let me

only held her tighter and, almost sulkily, muttered, "I promise I won't

was only now that Raegan understood what Mitchel was getting

to be very reluctant as he said it

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