CHAPTER 27
NAOMIOnce Noah closed the front door to the pack house, Jax pushed me against it, hand in my pants. “Not wearing any underwear, Little One?” He drew his nose up the back of my neck. “It’s almost as if you wanted me to take you while we were back at the café.”
I playfully pushed him away and walked up the stairs to their office. “Why didn’t you?”
He chuckled lowly, chasing me up the stairs. “I’ve been thinking about getting you into my bed since last night.”
I giggled, walking down the hallway. “Finally going to let me see what you’ve been hiding in there for the past week?”
“You two can flirt later,” Noah said, walking into his office.
I followed him and hopped up on his desk, crossing one leg over the other. He gazed at me with a tight jaw.
“Naomi,” he said, eyes golden.
