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

not easy to satisfy a woman who

one's here

Jarrod brushed off her

and reached out

She tilted her head and looked up at him

lightly grazed his palm

"Don't hold back.

come over late at night with the excuse of

figured a guy should be eager in such

long, Jarrod had only planted a light kiss on her

still, it was not even a

he was a womanizer, Jamie would have thought

way on their wedding night, but her mind still

pajamas, he seemed almost disinterested and just pleased her

when she had the

was a portrait

more he held back, the more she craved

of self- contro]? Just thinking about his stoic face set her pulse

could not wait to

was aroused and it was a

then, Jarrod gently

and disappointed, and she could not bring herself

her face

of her head and planted a

you mean a

give you only

he proceeded to bring

felt cherished and was

seemed to be

she had secretly undergone hymen repair

given his attitude, Jarrod would probably have made a

no room in her

she surrendered to

dawn broke, Raegan reached out and

fever had gone

headed to

nowhere, a loud crash echoed through

Raegan's heart jumped.

bolted from the bathroom to find Mitchel near

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

her in a hug so tight it made her ribs

squirmed, trying to loosen

run off again.”

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

tighter and, almost sulkily, muttered, "I promise

It was only now that Raegan understood what Mitchel was getting

Mitchel seemed to be very reluctant

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