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, she was a naive

to satisfy a woman who once had

here

stopping you?” Jarrod brushed off her

carried her onto the bed and reached out to

looked up at him with

his palm

"Don't hold back.

She had come over late at night with the excuse of

be eager

a light

still, it was not even a passionate

womanizer, Jamie would have thought

Jarrod had promised that they would go all the way on their wedding night, but her mind still had its

last night, when she had slipped into that sexy pajamas, he seemed almost disinterested

had the orgasm,

was a portrait of calm,

more he held back, the more she craved

contro]? Just

to make love

was aroused and it was a good chance

gently pushed

disappointed, and she could

turned her face aside,

the back of her head and planted a

you mean a lot

to give you

he proceeded to bring her

cherished and was convinced by his sweet

just could not wrap her head around why he seemed to be more concerned about

secretly undergone hymen repair

would probably have made a big deal out of

no room

her eyes shut, she

dawn broke, Raegan reached out

his fever had

breath and headed

a loud crash echoed through the

Raegan's heart jumped.

bolted from the bathroom to find Mitchel near the door, a toppled chair at

voice, Mitchel turned, and

room and wrapped her in a hug so tight it made

to

off

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

muttered, "I promise I won't lay a finger on

was only now that Raegan understood what Mitchel was getting

to be very reluctant as he said it through

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