Sea Breeze 01 - Breathe

ear and pulled me closer. “What’re you doing here? How? You have a concert in Detroit tomorrow night!”
    He grinned and leaned down to kiss my lips softly. “I couldn’t let you come to a dance without me.”
    I laid my head against his chest and breathed him in. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”
    He held me tighter. “Because I wanted to surprise you.” I smiled. I liked these kinds of surprises. “And I wasn’t completely sure I was going to be able to get away. But when I talked to you on the phone this morning, you sounded so sad I decided nothing else mattered. I made a way. You come first, always.”
    I kissed his chest, and then gazed into his intense eyes. “I’ve become so selfish. All I care about is that you’re here.”
    He laughed, took my hand, and kissed it. “That’s okay. You can be selfish with me all you want. I’m yours.”
    I sighed and listened to his heartbeat.
    He leaned down to my ear. “Come down to the beach with me.”
    I nodded, and he took my hand. We walked in silence out across the school parking lot and down the hill that led to the beach.
    “I want to hold you a little while longer, away from the audience we had in there.”
    He stopped and sat down just as gracefully as he had the first time we’d sat on the beach together. I sat down, and he frowned. He pointed to the sand right beside him.
    “Come here,” he said, grinning wickedly. I laughed and scooted as close as I could get. He lay back then, with one hand behind his head and the other out beside him. “Now lie right here,” he said, nodding at his outstretched arm.
    I lay back on his arm. He pulled me closer, and then he began playing with my hair.
    “This is so much harder than I imagined,” he murmured into the darkness.
    I sighed. “Being apart from your ‘air’ is never easy.”
    He grinned. “No kidding. I’ve had a hell of a time breathing this week. I want nothing more than to tell you to forget this and leave with me. But I can’t do it. I want you to have this. I will be here for everything I possibly can. I want to experience with you all the stuff I missed. I just want you to know there isn’t a minute that goes by I don’t miss you and think about you and wish I were holding you.”
    I leaned up on my arm and stared down at him. “When it’s over and I graduate, what happens then?” I needed to know.
    He grinned. “Then I take you, and I don’t give you back.” I laughed quietly. His face got serious. “What do you want to happen when this is over?”
    I thought about college, and my desire to be more than Jessica had been. I wanted to have a purpose in life. “I always thought I would go to college. But now . . .”
    Jax pushed up on his elbows. “College is good, Sadie. There are plenty of colleges in California.” He paused. “Or were you thinking of staying close to home?”
    I pretended to have to think about it. “Um, well, I guess I could go to somewhere in California. That is, if I get accepted.”
    He raised his eyebrows. “Have you not figured out by now that I can move mountains?”
    I laughed and shook my head. “You’re not moving mountains to get me into a college.”
    He sat up and pulled me with him, then took my face in his hands. “I’ll do whatever I’ve got to do to be close to you. I’m not gonna lie. This year is going to be the hardest year of my life. When it’s over, I want to get you close to me.”
    I wanted that too. My future was Jax. Yes, I wanted to go to college, but I wanted to be with Jax more than anything else. If he could make both of those things happen, I wasn’t going to let my stubbornness get in the way.
    “I want to be with you.” My words brought a huge grin to his incredibly beautiful face.
    “You’re my present and my future, Sadie. I’ll use whatever power I have to make you happy.”
    He leaned down and touched his perfect lips to mine, and my heart took flight. I would never get tired of his kiss. Jax Stone was my everything.
    “I missed you so much,” Jax murmured against my lips.
    I shifted closer to him, and Jax grabbed my waist and pulled me on top of him until I was straddling his hips. A moan escaped me as his erection pressed against me just where I needed it.
    “Does that feel good?” he asked, kissing a trail down my neck. He lifted his hips and I rocked against him. It felt incredibly good. I managed a nod. “Do what feels good. I want to see you get off. God knows I’ve been