Chrissy POV
My eyes open and I'm still annoyed. Jack refused to sleep in bed with me last night when he saw what I had on. A short silk nightgown that rested high on my thigh with matching panties. I know he isn't a freaking virgin, but he was acting like I might steal his virtue if he slept in my bed. I don't think I've ever been this s*xually frustrated in my life. I throw the blankets off and stomp into my bathroom. I run a brush through my hair and brush my teeth. I debate about changing my silk gown but decide against it. I hope it's torture because he can look, but I'll be damned if he touches after shooting me down.
I make my way down the hall and into the kitchen. I almost trip over my own feet when I see Jack standing in my kitchen. His bare back bunching as he fiddles with som
