RAYMOND
Although my mind had cautioned me to be careful around Jackson, my heart had other ideas. My brain was searching for plots and conspiracies to hurt me or embarrass me again, while my hands were busy checking out his body. And when I looked into those mesmerizing green eyes, I just couldn’t believe he had any bad intentions. Maybe I was a fool, but there was no denying that he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. The evidence was there in the front of his shorts when we finally broke off kissing.
“Whoa,” he said, looking slightly dazed as he straightened up. He blinked several times before he gave me a goofy smile and ran his hands through his hair.
“Yeah,” I smirked at him.
“So,” he adjusted himself in his pants and climbed back on my bed, propping pillows agains
