Chapter 42

Kimber cleared her throat, tried to clear her mind. “I’ll have to make sure there’s nothing going on, but I’m pretty sure I can go.”

“Great.” He shrugged and tugged her back to the couch, plopping down on it and pulling her into his lap. “I really want you to go. I’ve been really looking forward to having you around. You’re just what I need, babe. Without you here, I can be a really bad boy.” Jesse flashed her a thousand-mega watt smile.

Yeah, that’s what all the press about him said. With looks, money, and stardom, he was all about the sex, d***s, and rock ‘n’ roll—pretty much in that order. Sitting on his lap felt weird, since she could only wonder how many other women he’d perched on his thighs and what had happened next. And he didn’t rev her up like Deke or comfort her like Luc.

“How will having me here change your bad ways?”

He picked up her hand, rubbed his thumb along the back.

“You’re a calming influence. My good luck charm. My conscience.”