Chapter Twenty-Seven
Jackson
I leaned my back against the door. I had just finished a long day of appointments in the vet clinic. I loved the work, but it meant spinning from one thing to the next for hours. I was out of sorts today too. After those five nights with Shay, five nights of searing intimacy, and, frankly, s*x hot enough to burn me to ashes, the guests who had been staying in the farmhouse left. As planned, we returned to the house.
I didn’t even want to think about the fact I spent a solid hour contemplating what excuse I could come up with that meant Shay and I needed to remain in that tiny cabin. Everything that wasn’t supposed to happen was happening. Shay had sliced through my defenses so easily. She had me off-balance and scrambling for purchase inside.
Just as I had
