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“If you don’t follow me.”

Autumn led him inside the clinic, grabbed him a cool water bottle from the back and turned to face him. “I found something really neat today.”

“What?” Jackson wiped the access water from his mouth.

“There was a machine at the mall that makes dog tags.” Autumn giggled. “And I made us some.”

Jackson stared at her like she was crazy. “You made us dog tags? Honey, if you wanted a set, I would have given you mine.”

“Not following me. I engraved them to say what I want.” Autumn grabbed the set she made for Jackson and handed it to him. “Read it.”

He glanced down at the metal tags on a chain. After he read it he lifted his eyes and busted out laughing. “You are amazing.”

Autumn grinned. “Fits doesn’t it?”

“‘Horny’ and ‘boy’ do fit me, yes.” Jackson wrapped his arms around her. “What’s yours say?”

“It’s a secret.”

“Not fair.” He pulled back and looped the necklace around his neck. “Is it something dirty, too?”

She shrugged. “My secret.”

Jackson leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her lips. “Thanks, babe. I love it.”

Autumn picked up the dog tags as a joke originally. She hadn’t thought that Jackson would actually wear them, but he had looped them around his neck. Maybe some time away from each other really did them well.

“Are you still mad at me?” Jackson asked.

“Not really. I don’t like what you said, but I can’t change the way you feel.” Autumn ran her hand down his chest. “You’re all sweaty.”

He chuckled and tipped the bottle to his lips. “Yeah, you slave driver, you.”

“You’re pretty hot.” She grabbed the dog tags and pulled his mouth down to hers. “It kind of makes me want to lick you all over.”

Jackson opened his arms. “Have at it.”

“I love you, Jackson.” She didn’t know what came over her but she said those three little words that scared him off the first time. “I’ve tried to deny it, but it’s there. I love you.”

She licked his lower lip and then closed her eyes to kiss him fully. He tasted raw and male, something she’d grown to love over the past few days. She knew she was a fool for saying those words to him. But this relationship hadn’t exactly been the smartest for either one of them.

“I’m sorry I said those mean things to you. I didn’t mean them.” She let the dog tags go and glanced away with tears in her eyes. “I’ll feel really bad if you don’t forgive me.”

He cupped her cheeks in his hands. “That’s what people do when they fight. And thank God our first fight is over. Now we can make it our goal to never do it again.”

“It’ll happen again.” She gave him a small smile and rubbed her hands along his biceps. “Do you forgive me?”

“Yes, Autumn. Stop worrying your pretty head about it.” He kissed her nose and then her lips. He moved his mouth over her face planting butterfly kisses everywhere. “Does this mean we get to have make-up sex?”

“Funny, Jax.” She wrapped her arms around him. “Really funny.”