J is for Jason – A Surprise Baby Read Online Natasha L. Black

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 57897 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
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“Do you mind popping the hood of your car?”

“I wouldn’t mind if I knew how.”

I chuckled and crossed back over to her car.

“Do you mind?” I asked.

She shook her head but didn’t move from her seat. Awkwardly, I reached in, my arm brushing over her leg as I reached for the latch that would unlock the hood. I heard her take a sharp breath when I touched her, and my stomach tightened. As I pulled back out of the car, our eyes met again, and I smiled.

“There we go,” I said.

“Oh,” she said weakly.

“So, how long have you had this car for?” I asked, trying to find something to talk about to keep the conversation going.

“A while,” she said. “I bought it when I was a sophomore in college from some girl in my class, actually. Got really lucky. Her daddy was buying her a new one.” She looked up and seemed to notice my cocked eyebrow. “Father. Not boyfriend.” I nodded. “Anyway, she got some new car, and since we lived in the city and you had to either pay for parking or park on the street, she didn’t want to keep it. I got it from her for five hundred bucks.”

“That was a hell of a deal,” I said.

“Yeah, it’s just… old. And temperamental. This is the first time it’s broken down like this, though.”

“Are you from around here? Tennessee?”

“No, no,” she said, shaking her head. “Never been out here before, actually. I’m from DC, actually.”

“Oh, wow,” I said. “I’m from just outside Baltimore. Or at least, that’s the last place I lived.”

“How funny. I was just in Richmond for school, so a little farther south.”

“What brings you out this way?” I asked, hoping I wasn’t peppering her with too many questions. She didn’t seem to mind, but I didn’t want to seem like I was prying either. It probably helped that I was looking busy, hooking the jumper cables up to her car and not directly looking at her.

“I’m headed into Ashford,” she said. “Or, well, the Ashford area.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, I have a plot of land my family left me. I’ve actually never been out this way before.”

“In Ashford?” I asked.

She stood up, leaning against the car door, her chest pressed against the window. It made almost a perfect frame, and I felt that chest tightening again. I had to look away quickly, so she didn’t realize I was staring. Thankfully, she was looking away, watching a car pass on the road by us.

When she turned back to look at me, her golden hair reflected in the sun as she flipped it over one of her shoulders. Big blue eyes batted at me over the rim of her sunglasses before she pushed them back up, and I glanced down at her hand. No ring. Interesting.

“Sort of,” she said. “It’s up on the mountain. Not too far from here.”

“Cool,” I said. “Give me just a second.”

I ducked away and got into the driver’s side of my truck. Gently, I pushed on the gas pedal and waited for a moment. It also served as a chance to get a little space from this girl and remind myself that I was a stranger. I couldn’t go around asking pretty girls a bunch of questions about their living arrangements without them secretly dialing for the police. I’d end up having to explain myself in front of a judge.

But she was so hot. I hadn’t really even recognized the sheer attractiveness of a woman since Charlotte left me. Everyone seemed to pale in comparison, not really because Charlotte was some goddess or supermodel, but because of familiarity and attachment. I thought she was the prettiest woman in the world for years because I fell in love with the features of her face. Now that I had time removed from her, I could think back and see things that I should have seen before, but my mind blocked it out.

This girl, though… There were no flaws. She was a straight-up fox. Tall and curvy, her legs seemed to go for miles, and I had a hard time not staring.

“I forgot to ask your name,” she said as I came back out of the truck and moved over to her car again.

“Oh, right,” I said. “My manners are terrible. Jason. Jason Light.”

I held out my hand, and she took it, shaking gently, her fingers in my palm. There was something so… intimate about her fingers being there, pressing into the center of my hand. It made me wonder what her hands felt like touching other soft parts of my skin.

In my pants, my cock jerked against the seam of my jeans.

“Beth Ann Morton,” she said. “Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too, Beth Ann,” I said, grinning. “Now, why don’t you stand over here, and I’ll see if I can get your car started.”



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