Page 119 of Wrecked (Dirty Air 3)

Reporters and camera crews move around the room, concentratin

g on setting up their gear before the press conference with Noah, Jax, Santiago, and Elías. The four of them sit side by side at a long table, waiting for the start of the event. No one pays us much attention.

So far, I’m loving my vacation. I’ve honestly enjoyed myself, including the girl time I’ve spent with Maya and Sophie getting massages and binging on ice cream while watching a new TV series. It’s normal…yet everything I didn’t realize I needed.

“So, Jax clearly is a bit of a wild card, if you catch my drift.” Sophie starts anyway, ignoring Maya’s protests. “I’ve been dying to know if he has a kink we don’t know about. Everyone knows he gets off on public shit, but you know…does he have a daddy kink?” Sophie waggles his brows.

If I had a glass of water, now would be the time I choke while drinking from it. Jax definitely has a public sex kink. I don’t think I’ll ever look at pictures of the London Eye and not think about our time in there. But instead of confessing the dirty details, I remain composed like I train athletes to do. “I’m sorry? A daddy kink?”

Sophie looks around before whispering, “Yes. Daddy. Spanking. The works. Come on. Share with the girls.”

I try my best not to break out into a fit of hysterical laughter. Reporters continue asking questions, focusing on the racers instead of our gossip session in the back of the room.

Deflect. Always deflect. “Is that something he’s known for?”

Please say it’s nothing he’s known for. I don’t think my heart could handle that news.

Sophie shrugs. “That’s why I’m asking you. You’re the girlfriend here.”

Maya rubs her eyes and tries to step away from Sophie. “Ignore her. She’s been convinced about this idea since last year.”

“Is this some kind of friend initiation test?” I tilt my head.

Sophie and Maya laugh in unison. Okay, that was kind of freaky. I’m not ready for that cellular level of friendship from anyone.

Maya smiles at me. “You’ve been a friend for quite a while. Getting drunk on tequila the other day sealed the deal.”

“But dishing some gossip wouldn’t hurt to test your loyalty.” Sophie winks.

I laugh with them. Hanging out with Sophie and Maya without worrying about the next item on my to-do list is refreshing.

Jax looks over at us and smiles wide. His eyes remain on me as Noah answers a question. I don’t bother looking away, loving every second of his attention.

Jax finishes his conference and whisks me away from his friends, claiming he needs to take a nap. We enter a waiting town car and head back toward the hotel.

I sit with Sophie’s words for five whole minutes of silence before I let curiosity get the best of me. “So…I have a question.”

He lifts one brow. “Okay?”

“Do you like to be called ‘Daddy’ while you’re having sex?”

The roar of laughter that escapes him answers the ridiculous question. “I’m going to tell Liam to buy Sophie a gag so she can learn when to speak.”

My jaw drops open. “So, it’s true! A gag is totally something a Daddy would use.”

Jax laughs to the point of coughing. “Fuck no. If you call me Daddy, I think my dick would attempt to break off my body and run away.”

“Thank God,” I whisper up to the ceiling of the car.

“But I do have other…quirks.” He smirks.

Jax shows me just how much he enjoys public displays of affection. He kisses me the entire car ride to the radio our driver blasts at eardrum-shattering levels.

Jax leads me toward a new section of the McCoy paddock, clutching my hand in his as we walk through the narrow halls.

I concentrate on the way his race suit accentuates his butt, enjoying the view. “Don’t you have to get ready for the race?”

“I’ll go to the pit once I set you up.” He smiles over his shoulder as the doors to a large room open.