Thirty-One
Jackson smiled as he held Justice’s hands tight. She sagged against him, resting her head on his chest as she regained her breath. His laughter died when she gazed up at him, tears filling her eyes. He could feel the heat of her lithe body pressed into his, the rapid beating of her heart in tandem with his own.
Caught in her soulful gaze, Jackson lowered his head, getting so close he could feel the gentle puff of her breath on his face. He let go of her hands and wrapped his arms around her, cradling her to his chest.
Justice lowered her eyes, the tip of her tongue peeking out to moisten her lips. He put a hand under her chin and gently tilted her head back, her eyes once more locking on his. Justice’s pupils were dilated, breathing shallow, lips slightly parted as he dipped
