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He re it on a rickety chair to dry in front of the fire "We're goan to talk," he said, his accent thick He dragged out another chair, sinking his tall frame into it

"Get-out-now!"

"You doan like aze leisurely roamed over me, he pulled a mason jar of clear liquid out of his backpack He'd scoreda sip from it, he rasped, "Then you're welcolance at my clothes I'd set out a clean outfit-jeans, a sweater, an alood five feet away

I cast hi even lower in the bubbles "You need to leave so I can get dressed"

"Oh, doan letuntil you ad to blackmail me?" Noas ain here and taking a seat, and now he expected o" He propped his boots up on the table, easing back to balance his chair on two legs With a srin, he put his hands behind his head

He was so cocky, I wanted-nay, needed-to wipe that grin off his face I'd reached my liht on earth gettingCajun

Besides, I wasn't too shy I'd worn e boys, and my best friend Melissa had pantsed me routinely "Fine" I twisted in the tub to rise with my back to him, then stepped out and marched to my clothes-

Wharin, I wiped myself semi-dry with my old T-shirt, then pulled on led

I reached for ht've showed side-boob, didn't care When I had the strap fastened, I glanced over one shoulder

Next to the overturned chair, Jack knelt with his lips parted, breaths ragged His chiseled cheekbones were flushed, and his e athand over his ht you'd stand up, , I reached for my jeans "If you can't handle the heat, stay out of the cabin"

He sed audibly "Brulant" Sizzling hot "And believe me, cher, I plan to handle that heat" Then he was on his feet, co the wood floor

His every step ain, and just the idea filledI didn't want him to hit on me just because he was drunk and hard up

Before I could put onhis arm arounddirection, bebe You should've come to me when you were all naked and wet"

"Don't you dare ain ofyou"

"Non I realized you didn't have all your pohen I first started wanting you-that day I caught you alone in the school courtyard, in your cheer skirt" His expression was s "I wanted to lay you back on that table and take you right there, Evangeline"

I shivered at the way ue in that accent Irresistible I knew this, because I was struggling to resist

He was right; I was gone for hi, "Just don't hurt usted"

He gave a low laugh, usted?"

I gasped "Jackson!"

He grinned that heart-stopping grin Gorgeous lips I wanted them on mine

But just before he kissed ht, but I'oan to try to accept all this But you got to acceptabout?"

"I'ot a fondness for liquor I's hurt at the drop of a hat"

I laid et s hurt if you stay with me And it will be my fault because I don't want to separate froo"