It was entirely my pleasure to show him that I'd already dived in. He didn't think I could swim with the sharks.
Jax loved me enough that giving up was the only end he'd consider. I loved Jax enough that it was impossible to give up. I wasn't going to let him get away at all. I wasn't going to let Jax get away with it.
What he didn't know was that when I didn't like the rules, I threw them out and made my own. He pulled strings behind the closed doors of D.C.'s most powerful political players, and somehow still found time to nearly sideline my career. When it came to playing games, my lover Jax was a master strategist. Bad enough that I didn't mind how much it was going to cost me. In that moment I understood how badly I wanted to unravel the mystery of Jax. He was a hard and jaded man, cut from a ruthless cloth. Had I really thought they were soft and warm? There was nothing soft about Jackson Rutledge. Thickly lashed, they were relentless in their intensity. His eyes were a brown so dark they were nearly black. Walking into a deal I'd worked hard to close. He'd only been part of my life for five short weeks two years ago. The realization that Jax still affected me so strongly was a jagged pill to swallow. A sizzling miniseries about unexpected reunions, bittersweet revenge, and the fight for redemption. Available as a digital anthology from Cosmopolitan Red-Hot Reads from Harlequin, enjoy Afterburn and Aftershock from America's premier author of provocative fiction, #1 New York Times Bestselling author Sylvia Day.
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