Breathe Again by Joelle Duff

I loved Jackson, "I can't let him eat a cake from the grocery store," he said, his voice a little huskier than before. "Not when that," he motioned down the length of me, "looks so good," he said, his eyes roaming the length of me." Jackson that boy has no qualms about being naked anywhere, "by the time I finally did wake up, Jackson was already out of bed. When I opened my eyes, I could see him brushing his teeth in the bathroom. Naked. Hell. Yes. He caught me looking at him and I threw the blanket back over my head." I just loved his manliness, "as much as I love the smell of you all over me, I haven't showered since I left Paris yesterday morning." He said, standing up from the tub. He was wearing his briefs." He's also a straight shooter, "I got in your way because after I checked out your a**, I saw your face. And I knew I wanted to get close to you. You had me all confused, and that's why I wasn't paying attention." He'd give is girl anything, "Jackson laughed, and got up from the bed so he could hold me from behind. "Just say the word Mellie," he whispered into my ear, "and I would give you the world. Or my Amex, at least. You know that." I loved this story and I loved Jackson if ya'll couldn't tell.