He frowned. “Why is that now?”
Sarah glanced up at him. “Because you frequent the crash rooms with strangers from your bar. You’ve been with – I don’t know, hundreds of women, right? Thousands, even? s*x is obviously important to you, but it’s also no big deal, if you’re willing to have it with anybody at all.” She shrugged. “You propositioned me within an hour of laying eyes on me for the first time in your life. Looking the way you do, I’m guessing that you do that a lot, and that women just fall in front of you with their legs open.”
Uh, yeah, baby. That’s usually the way it goes. Until you came along.
“OK, yeah Jax, you’re hot, and when you kissed me, it was amazing,” Sarah said quietly. “But I told you when we met that I wasn’t your type, and I still believe that. This isn’t going
