Page 82 of Finding Carly
She hesitated when he didn’t say anything else, then finally asked, “Are you mad?”
“Mad that you’re trying to protect me? That you’re bloodthirsty in your desire for revenge? No.”
“It’s not revenge,” she said immediately. “It’s justice. Jag, what she did was not only morally wrong and evil, it wasillegal. And I can’t help but think if she did it to you, she’s done it to other boys. I want her to pay. Not for ruining your life, because you’re amazing and you being as successful as you are is a big ‘fuck you’ to her. But for her being a horrible, awful person.”
Jag couldn’t help but smile.
“So? What’d you tell Baker?” she asked. “More importantly, what’d he tell you? Did he find her yet? Has he shut down all her bank accounts, put viruses on her computers, gotten her fired and all that stuff yet?”
“Good Lord, woman,” Jag said in surprise. “Seriously?”
“Oh, yeah,” Carly replied with a nod and a hard look in her eyes. “It’s not enough, not nearly enough for what she did, but it’s a start.”
Jag ran his hand over her hair and shook his head. “He wanted to know if your request was legit. Basically, wanted my approval.”
“What did you tell him?” Carly asked when he didn’t immediately continue.
“I gave him the green light.”
Satisfaction filled her eyes. “Good.”
Jag knew he had to tell her everything else Baker had mentioned, but he had other things on his mind at the moment.
“I want to make love to you,” he blurted—then cringed at how abrupt that sounded.
But Carly merely smiled and seemed to melt into him further. “Yeah?”
“Yeah. Tonight.”
“If you’re asking if that’s okay with me, it definitely is,” she said. Then she sobered. “But I want you to be sure you’re ready. I accidentally brought back a lot of awful memories for you the other night, and the last thing I want is for you to do something you’re not ready for. It’s only been a few days, Jag—”
“I’m ready,” he told her. “I regret what happened because I hurt you, but honestly, I’m alsogladit happened. It forced me to finally face my past and take steps to move on. With you. You arenotthat bitch who hurt me. I love you, Carly, and there’s nothing I want more than to show you how much. I can’t promise I won’t have setbacks, but I know being with you will be nothing like it was with her.”
“You weren’t ‘with’ her,” Carly said fiercely. “And you’re right, it won’t, because I love you and you love me and I’d never,everhurt you. I don’t expect or want you to be perfect in bed, Jag. I just wantyou.”
“So…tonight?” he asked.
“Yes. A hundred times yes.”
They smiled at each other. Jag closed his eyes for a moment, wondering how he’d gotten so lucky. Then he felt her hand on his cheek. He opened his eyes and got lost in the ocean-blue depths of her gaze.
She went up on her tiptoes and brushed her lips against his. It was a brief caress, but Jag still felt his cock twitch. It was obvious he wasn’t going to have any issues getting hard, which was a relief. He’d gone through a period years ago where he couldn’t get aroused no matter what he did to try to stimulate himself.
“Jag?” she asked softly.
“Yeah?”
“You stink. You need to shower.”
He laughed. “Not surprised, considering how many burpees I did and all the running up and down the beach Mustang tortured us with this morning.”
But Carly didn’t pull away from him. She just smiled.
“Angel? If I’m gonna shower, you need to let go of me.”
“Fine,” she mock-huffed before slowly backing away. “By the time you get back out here, the cinnamon rolls will be done.”
“I can’t have carbs and sugar for breakfast,” he reminded her.
