“Yeah?”
“If you hurt Katie again, I’ll cut out your balls with a rusty spoon and feed them to one of those bulls you like to ride.”
My eyes go wide with shock. Callie doesn’t say things like that. Mostly she’s shy around all men except Reed. I wait to see what Jake is going to do. The old Jake would yell at her and tell her to mind her business. If he hurts her, I’ll be the one to de-ball him. Instead, he smiles at me and lets out a small laugh.
“Message delivered, honey.”
“Good.” She turns to look at me, and she’s definitely full of unicorns and pixie dust. I see it even if she doesn’t. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Katie.”
“Tomorrow,” I whisper.
She goes out and closes the door leaving me alone with the one man I should probably never be alone in my bedroom with.
CHAPTER 31
Jake
“If you’re not going to leave, the least you can do is turn around so I can put something on,” Katie gripes, making me shake my head.
She shifts the white shirt on top of the other one and my control snaps. I’ve held back for as long as I am physically able. I stride over to the bed where she’s sitting and yank the shirt from her hands.
“No way,” I mumble.
“Jake, stop this. Give that back to me right now.”
In response, I hold the shirt up where she can see it and rip it down the middle. She inhales a deep breath in surprise.
“There,” I huff.
“I can’t believe you did that.”
“I warned you what would happen if you tried to wear his shirt, Katie. I don’t want another man’s shirt covering your body.”
Her head goes back, and her eyes widen when I reach down to bunch my own shirt up in my hands—peeling it off my body.
“What are you doing?” she squeaks.
“If you want to sleep in a man’s shirt, you can use mine,” I rumble as I slide it over her head.
Katie does lift her hands to feed them through the sleeves—although to be honest I think she does it mostly in shock. I reach under it and pull the towel free from her body. My hand grazes against her breasts and her body trembles as heat fills my body and makes me ache. I try to tell my dick to calm its ass down, but I can feel it stretching out against my jeans—filled with hunger. Just that simple touch feeds my desire for her, but I ignore it. I’m not going to find any relief right now.
“You’ve fallen off one too many bulls,” she whispers. “You’ve obviously got brain damage. That’s the only explanation.”
I exhale my irritation loudly. “Katie, I’ve been back in town how long now? Over two months? I haven’t made it a secret I want you and Lennon in my life.”
“That’s different. This—”
“Andif you haven’t realized that I want you in my life—in my bed—you haven’t been paying attention.”
“It’s not all about what you want Jake. You aren’t the only person involved here.”
“Don’t do that, Katie.” I rub my forehead as I try to tap down my frustration.
“Do what?”
“You’re trying to deny what’s between us. You want me, too, honey. We both know it.”
“God, men are such idiots. I’m not talking about me. I’m talking about Lennon. Everything we do affects our son. I can’t allow my hormones to rule my brain. I have to be careful.”