“Everything okay in there?” the male voice startled us making us scream.
I turned to find Jacob had stepped into my bedroom once again. He certainly had nerve.
“Get out of here!” I muscled him back out of the room and shut the door. “You aren't helping things, you know?” I scolded.
He made a puppy-dog face. He looked cute doing that, and made me feel horrible. Damn it. I'm not going to let him get to me.
“That's not going to fly,” I said. He stood close to me, and moved closer.
“I have missed you,” he said, his hands gliding over my arms. The fact that I could not remember him or what we did, was not helpful. But because he was an incubus, I was pretty sure we did have s*x since I'd had little odd memories pop into my head. These little overtures made it obvious.
“Listen,” I said, po
