It had been some time since she’d been to Gabriel’s restaurant, so she’d been looking forward to the visit since Jackson suggested it earlier. The fact that she was combining her desire for good traditional Greek food with business mattered little, although Jackson’s presence at her side sent tingles of pleasure through her. It wouldn’t take much to get used to having him at my side. “Dare I wonder what’s going through that gorgeous head, ma peekôn?” Jackson’s breath teased her ear as he pulled the chair out for her to be seated. The hostess had given them a semi-private table towards the back of the restaurant. She gave him a grin. She couldn’t help it. Getting her brains fucked out twice in twenty-four hours gave a girl a huge reason to be happy. The pleasant soreness between her thighs reminded her as she shifted in her seat while Jackson seated himself. “I was just thinking this is going to take some getting used to.” A blond brow rose in question before Jackson snapped open his napkin.
