Alpha Jax
His wolf is close to the surface, silver swirling in his irises, and I can feel my own peeking back at him.
He’s still staring at me as I climb off of him and back over to the passenger seat, a low growl of approval rumbling in his chest. “Damn you’re sexy,” Jax grumbles, raking his eyes up and down my body. I’m completely naked save for my camel-colored knee-high riding boots and my little black panties, which are still pushed over to the side.
I look down at myself and chuckle softly, thinking how I finally put these ‘riding boots’ to good use.