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.

Jarrod's eyes, she was

satisfy a woman who once had

here but

you?” Jarrod brushed off her

the bed and reached out

head and looked

grazed his palm with

"Don't hold back.

the excuse of

guy should be eager in such

planted a light kiss on her

was not

was a womanizer, Jamie would have thought he

all the way on their wedding night, but her mind

pajamas, he seemed almost disinterested and just pleased her with

she had the orgasm, she

a portrait of

he held back, the more

wouldn't want a man with that kind of self- contro]? Just thinking about his stoic face set her

wait to make love

he was aroused and it was

Jarrod gently pushed her

she could

her face aside, feeling

the back of her head and planted a kiss on her

a lot

give

he proceeded to

felt cherished and was convinced

wrap her head around why he seemed to

had secretly undergone

have

she had no room in her

shut, she surrendered

broke, Raegan reached out and

last, his fever had

a deep breath and headed to the

nowhere, a loud crash echoed through

Raegan's heart jumped.

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

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

wrapped her

to loosen

“I thought you'd run off again.” Hearing what Mitchel said, Raegan's face

She gently gave him a push and said with genuine concern, "Let me go

promise I won't lay a

now that Raegan understood what Mitchel

be very

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