Chapter Seventeen
Izzie's legs tensed. She set her mug down next to his with a wave of her hand. "Oh, I know, I know," she said with a breezy smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Only one night."
"I… no, that's not what I… I mean, s**t, Iz." Why was this so hard? He cleared away the knot in his throat. "We didn't use condoms last night," he pushed out tightly.
Izzie pulled back, a look of confusion on her face, before her eyes widened. At last, a sheepish smile turned up her mouth. "Oooohh…yeah." She grimaced, cheeks turning a shade of pink he was quickly coming to love. "Oops?" She added with a husky giggle and a sheepish grin.
"Oops?" he echoed with surprise. "What were we thinking? We never should have, I mean, okay, first-" He held up a finger. "I'm clean, and I'd never-"
"Jax
