Read Somebody's Wife: The Jackson Brothers, Book 3 Online
Authors: Jennifer Skully,Jasmine Haynes
Somebody's Wife: The Jackson Brothers, Book 3 (11 page)
Taylor suddenly clapped her hands. “Everyone, we’d like your attention.”
It took a moment for the boys and Rina to settle down.
Taylor turned to Brian and Jamey. “I really want to thank you guys for keeping our secret.” The boys beamed. Taylor and Jace had arrived before anyone else and closeted themselves in the back bedroom with the two boys.
Evelyn’s heart beat a little faster, her palms got sweaty, and her tummy fluttered with all the wonderful possibilities. She clutched Arthur’s hand. He squeezed back.
Taylor kissed her husband on the cheek. “You tell them.”
Jace’s face split with a grin wider than heaven. “We’re going to have a baby.”
Evelyn burst into tears, great sobs that filled her soul.
“Mom.” Jace went down in front of her chair. “You’re not supposed to cry.”
“I’ll cry if I want to. My baby having a baby,” she sniffled.
He gathered her into his arms. “Tears of joy, Mom?”
“Heavens, yes.” She cupped her son’s cheeks. “I’ve never been happier.”
He kissed her sweetly, rose, then gathered his new wife and sons to him. This was a new Jace: a man; a hero; a proud and happy father-to-be. A family.
Evelyn exchanged a look with her daughter-in-law. “I’m so happy for you, Taylor.”
“Thank you, Evelyn.” Taylor was a special woman. She’d survived a terrible tragedy, and somehow, some way, she’d come through it still with more love to give.
David pulled Randi in front of him, resting his chin on the top of her head. “Since we’re making announcements, I might as well join in. Randi says she wouldn’t mind being my wife.”
Randi, the prettiest blonde Evelyn had ever seen, elbowed David in the ribs. “That is not what I said.”
David laughed. He laughed a lot these days. “I forgot. You said yes, but only if the dog could still sleep on the bed.”
“She’s part of my family, too.” Randi huffed.
The girl was as cute as a bug. She’d make a wonderful mother. But she did need to learn how to cook. Evelyn piped up in the middle of their teasing.
“If the dog is family, then next time you need to bring her to the barbecue.”
Randi beamed, and Evelyn knew she’d said exactly the right thing. “Congratulations, dear, and welcome to the family.”
“All right, you guys are outdoing me.” Mitch swung Rina up in the air. “How do feel about having a new baby brother or sister, munchkin?”
“Ewwe,” she squealed. “No boys.”
“Ewwe,” Peter added. “No girls. Dad, we’re gonna be outnumbered if it’s girl.”
Mitch smiled. Then he tipped his head and shot Connie what was clearly a lascivious grin. “If it’s the wrong sex, Peter, your mom and I will just have to make another one.”
Evelyn popped to her feet. Gravity just couldn’t keep her down. “You’re pregnant, too, Connie?”
Connie blushed. “Not yet. But we’re trying.”
“Oh my. Heavens.” Evelyn put her hands to her cheeks and sniffled.
Arthur put his arm across her shoulder, hugged her close, and saved her from making a fool of herself by bursting into sobs of joy for a second time in five minutes.
“I’m hungry,” he declared. “Can we start the hamburgers?”
The kids chimed in, chanting their desires. Evelyn’s boys tossed for who got to do the cooking. Randi, Taylor, and Connie trooped into the kitchen for the condiments, side dishes, plates, and utensils.
Evelyn just stood for a moment in the shelter of her husband’s arms.
“Lou would be happy that everything’s worked out,” she whispered against his chest.
“Yeah, Lou’s looking down, and he’s happy,” Arthur agreed.
She’d miss her eldest like the dickens until she got to see him again up in heaven. But until that day, life was as perfect as could be down here on earth.
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If you enjoyed Mitch and Connie’s story, be sure to read about all the Jackson Brothers:
Somebody’s Lover
, Book 1, Jace and Taylor
Somebody’s Ex
, Book 2, David and Randi
Somebody’s Wife, Book 3, Mitch and Connie
Enjoy the following excerpts and meet the author!
Double the Pleasure Excerpt
Try a sample of Jasmine’s Prescott Twins series!
Prescott Twins, Book 1
Copyright 2011 Jasmine Haynes
Cover design by Rae Monet Inc
Previously published in 2005 in the Twin Peaks Anthology
One night, one chance, but will she have the courage...
Hitting the big 3-0 birthday like a brick wall, shy, reserved Kristin Prescott just has to break out of her sensible shoes and buttoned-up blouses and find herself a man. And the only one who will do is Ross Sloan, her sexy boss. The problem is, she isn't Ross's type; he prefers sensual, seductive women like her identical twin. But, Kristin isn't sure she can let go of her inhibitions.
Unless she pretends to be her sister.
Ross Sloan has lusted after his secretary, Kristin Prescott, since the moment she walked into his office. When she seduces him while playing the role of her twin sister, he sees through her masquerade immediately. But Ross wants both sides of Kristin: the prim, efficient woman who runs his office and the passionate woman she exposes in the guise of her sister. Forcing Kristin to release her inhibitions and claiming the desirable woman beneath the facade becomes his ambition.
But will the pleasure cost them their business relationship? Or can they have both?
Excerpt
Ross saw her the minute she entered the hotel bar. Miss Prescott. His Miss Prescott. In an exceptionally short red dress with an unbelievably gorgeous pair of thighs to match those calves, better even than he’d imagined. Reality certainly surpassed fantasy. Damn. That red dress...
It didn’t matter. In the morning she’d still be his secretary. And he needed her.
She turned, and her gaze traveled over the cluster of tables flanking the small dance floor. The bar was by no means full, and if she’d been looking, she couldn’t have missed him sitting at the far end of the counter.
She never even looked.
Just as well, it allowed him to observe every curve revealed by the brevity of her skirt. Her hair cascaded over shoulders covered only by the thin red straps of her dress. Oh, yeah, her hair was exactly the stuff of his fantasies, rich shades of reds and browns, curling softly over the tops of her breasts. Speaking of breasts, if he’d seen her like this in his office, he’d never have been able to keep his hands off her.
His heart stopped as she touched the red-and-black beaded choker at her throat. Just a brief caress. His eyes tracked the brush of her fingers down the slender line of her throat, leading his gaze to the soft swell of a plump breast. Magnificent. His smart, efficient secretary was sexy as all get-out.
His temperature rose by degrees as she moved to the bar and slid onto a free stool, crossing her legs. Endless legs. The red dress rode up her thigh. She signaled the bartender, and the man jumped to attention as if she’d handed him twenty bucks. Ross understood the feeling; he’d jumped to attention himself.
She ordered and, when her wine came, lifted the glass to her lush red lips. She raised a finger and slid it across her bottom lip, trapping a droplet. He barely suppressed a groan, closing his eyes briefly just to keep his sanity.
This couldn’t be his Miss Prescott. He opened his eyes.
Oh, but it was. Beneath the chatter of voices, the laughter, and the thrum of elevator music, the soft chink of her nails against the glass floated down the length of the bar. His groin tightened. God, there was something about that sound. It sent him into orbit.
He forgot his boredom of late. Miss Prescott in a sexy red dress was a breath of fresh air from the stuffy executive offices he’d been inhabiting, both professionally and personally.
If you enjoyed this excerpt, here’s where you can find
Double the Pleasure
, Prescott Twins, Book 1
and
Skin Deep
, Book 2
Kinky Neighbors Excerpt
Here’s a taste of one of Jasmine’s steamy romances. Be warned, this one is pretty darn naughty!
A naughty little foursome tale
Cover design by
Rosemary Gunn
Two couples, two very hot wives, two husbands who don’t mind a little swapping...
The Mitchells and the Harts have been next door neighbors and friends for the past year. They have loads in common; double incomes, professional careers, no kids,...and a kinky streak.
Now they’re about to become
very
good friends...with kinky benefits.
The sex between them all is hot, naughty, and unbearably exciting. It isn’t merely swapping partners and moving to another room; it’s true foursome sex, same room, same bed, all four involved. For Drew and Cat Mitchell and Logan and Alexis Hart, it’s about barreling through boundaries none of them have ever crossed before, doing kinky things they’ve only fantasized about. But when they begin to exchange not just sex but emotional connection, the problems start; a little jealousy, feeling left out, wanting more from the wrong partner. Can two couples really share everything without losing it all?
Excerpt
Copyright 2011 Jasmine Haynes
Her body was lithe, strong, and she worked him from the inside, milked him, turned him mindless. Cat had taken belly dancing lessons a few years ago, and though she’d stopped the dancing, she’d never lost the ability to use those muscles on his cock when he was deep inside her.
“I want to be fucking you just like this,” she whispered, “straddling your hips, riding you”—she laughed softly, a naughty, sexy sound that tightened every muscle in his groin—“while you’re licking her.”
Drew squeezed her breast, pinching her nipple hard. She moaned, liking sex with a nibble of pain, loving it when she was spinning him a fantasy at the same time.
“I want to look down and watch you devouring her pussy.” This time she groaned. Fantasies about other people always made her engine purr louder. But fantasies about their next-door neighbors made his wife come harder than even in the first blush of love when they couldn’t get enough of each other.
She threw her head back, her gorgeous brown-sugar hair falling over her shoulders. “Oh, Drew, she loves it, moaning, pinching her own nipples.” Cat took him with a faster rhythm, a harder pump, working herself up with her fantasy of their pretty neighbor. “She wants your big hard cock in her, Drew.”
When she was like this, Cat simply dragged him along. His body quaked and trembled, rising almost on its own to drive hard into her. He grabbed her hips, pistoned deep as she leaned back to give him the best angle for her G-spot. With sharp little stings, her fingernails broke his skin as she braced herself on his thighs.
“Fuck her,” she cried out, “fuck her hard.”