Without thinking about the consequences, Jay scooped Heather up and carried her from her bedroom. He couldn"t talk to her in a room with a bed only a few feet away. It was too distracting.
"Put me down," she said.
She squirmed and swatted at him, but her attempts at freedom were half-hearted at best. All her efforts did was make him even more aware of her soft curves pressed against him. And those soft curves were distracting him even more than the damned bed. Making him want things he couldn"t have.
Bryan trailed behind them. The i***t had created a big f*****g mess and now it was up to Jay to fix it. Fix everything. Before his dragon gained its freedom and destroyed the house at the thought of Heather leaving them.
He sucked in a breath to calm his anger and his dragon. Wrong thing t
