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“Complete gentleman. I’m telling you Amanda, there’s no juicy secret I’m keeping from you. We just enjoyed each other’s company and we might go out again. I like him a lot and I think he likes me.”
“He definitely likes you,” a deep voice said from behind me. Holy crap . He heard me talking about our date. My face turned crimson. I wasn’t about to turn around to look at him.
“Is he still behind me?”
“Yep.” She smirked at me.
“I really might hate you right now. You know that right?” I told her with a raised brow.
“Yep. I know that too.”
“I’ll talk to you later, Violet.” Jax said laughing softly.
A huge grin broke out on Amanda’s face. I took a drink of my coffee to comfort myself. My friends had a way of embarrassing me far worse than I ever could. I laid my head down on the table hoping I would disappear into thin air before he came back.
Jax and I went out the next night, and the one after that. Without discussing it we became a couple. The things we talked about became deeper and more important, more personal. I told him about my marriage, how horrible it had been, and my inevitable divorce. We talked about my relationship with my younger sister.
He told me about his life in Australia and his twin brother. Jaxon had lost his father a few years ago, and his death pushed him to move to the States. The memories were too hard for him to handle back home, and he wanted a fresh start. I respected that because in a way that’s what I had done with my life. It was by chance that a producer saw him on the beach one morning and asked him to audition for a part in his movie. That chance encounter set his entire career in place.
I could tell he missed his mom and brother. Conner, his brother, was also an actor and had just finished his first major movie. Jaxon was so proud of Conner and he asked if I would go to the premiere with him in a few months.
He treated me like a queen, and he was so open and honest. It scared me that I could see myself falling for this gorgeous man after such a short period of time. No one had ever treated me so well. The need to pull back and distance myself consumed me when I let it. Jaxon Garrett was too perfect and I had learned from past experience if it seemed too good to be true, it probably was.
Jaxon never left me; his hands were constantly touching some part of my body, reassuring me he wasn’t going anywhere. Every heated look or lingering touch we shared made my body ache for more. The chemistry between us was insane. His eyes were heated more often than not when he looked in my direction.
I enjoyed spending time with him, and it amazed me how quickly we fell into a routine. We spent every day on set filming and rehearsing, but our nights were spent walking along the beach or hanging out with our cast mates. My favorite nights were the quiet times we spent lounging around instead of fighting the press for an evening out.
Stephen pulled me aside at work one afternoon so we could talk. Even though we lived and worked together, we never spent any time together. I missed our one on one time, so it was nice to hang out, just the two of us. We sat and caught up on things going on in our lives, but the conversation turned serious. His stare made me squirm in my seat.
“Are you happy, Vi?”
I was surprised by his question, but I tried to answer honestly.
“I’m happier than I have been in a long time. Why?”
“I wanted to make sure because you’ve been distant lately.” He paused, but I knew there was more. I pinned him with a look and he continued. “Jax seems to open up around you, but you’re still keeping up your guard. He doesn’t share a lot about his personal life, and from what he’s told me, he’s just as scared as you are about having a relationship. The only difference I see is that he wants to work for it.”
He didn’t come right out and say it, but his silent judgment