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The wordpoliticianmakes me suspicious, along with the accidental death. Jax’s grandfather could’ve been associated with Kyle. Nothing would shock me at this point.
“This will sound strange, but who inherits Jax’s money if something were to happen to him?”
“You’re worried about him. I got you. It’d go to his successor, a wife or dependent. If there isn’t one, then Kyle.”
I already know the answer, but I ask anyway. “Say Jax had a claim for child support. Would they consider the trust?”
“Any good lawyer would, yes.”
“Jesus,” I curse under my breath. There’s no straightforward way around this. Transfer the funds, and Kyle might go after Jax. Leave the funds, and he may go after Aurora. Either way, he’s a threat to what’s mine. “This is a clusterfuck.”
“Why? Because you and Jackson are dating the same model?”
I scoff. “Stop stalking me, Rocco.”
He chuckles, rich and hearty. “How’s the baby?”
“Perfect. You understand my problem?”
“I sure do. What do you need?”
“Security for Aurora and Jax. They’re on their way to New York, and Kyle has been having someone follow us.”
“Are you serious? Why didn’t you mention it sooner? Where are they staying?”
“Her Tribeca apartment— Oh! Which better not be one of ours with faulty radiator heat. She’s been sick the entire time.”
“You think I’d allow that? Your father would kill me. I’ll find a place. Anything else?”
I take a deep breath, my heart pounding. “Can I see him?” There’s a long pause, and my stomach sinks. Why do I even care? “If he wants nothing to do with me, spit it out.”
“No. No. That’s not it. I’m just stunned. I’ll arrange it.”
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AURORA
I wrap in a blanket,climb onto Jackson’s lap, and fall fast asleep.
A raspy voice rouses me, and gentle fingers stroke the side of my neck. “Hey, baby. We’ve arrived.”
I groan. “I don’t wanna get up. I’m perfect right here.”
His chest feels safe and warm, and breathing him in shoots happiness straight to my brain. He smells like his usual irresistible cologne and a bit of me. It’s heaven. Plus, my body is begging for rest, utterly drained. I could sleep for another eight hours.
He kisses my nose. “Our car is waiting. Once we’re home, you can relax with me until your heart’s content...after a shower.”
I lift my head. “Are you saying I smell?”
“No.” He chuckles. “But it’s a thousand degrees under this blanket, and parts of me are sticking to other parts. I can’t smell good.”
“I’ve smelled your stench after games. This isn’t even close, but we can shower together.”
His impish green eyes light up with a grin. With his arms around my waist, he draws me closer. “I’m holding you to that.”
Our lips connect in a slow, lazy kiss. It feels like new love, when you can’t help but smile while kissing.
I brush my fingers along his sharp jawline. “We should leave, just the three of us. Stay somewhere for a while, where we can be anonymous. Spend our days in bed.”