Sweetly Tempted. Part 2

Layla's POV

“What are you doing?” Uncle Jay's voice barks at me.

I straighten and hold up the ring clutched between my fingers. “It was my mother's.” I show it to him. “It’s too big for me, so it keeps sliding off my finger, but I couldn't leave it behind.”

He grunts by way of answer as he marches over to me and opens the passenger door of his SUV. He's standing so close to me, I can smell the spicy scent of his cologne.

My eyes travel up to his firm jaw. His big chest is heaving up and down. “Are you sure you're okay, Uncle Jay?” I ask him again.

His nostrils flare, and he visibly swallows, but instead of answering, he tells me, “Get in the car, princess.”

Princess. I instinctively clench my legs together. I don't know why that word from his lips affects me. All I know is it causes a pulsing at the apex of my thighs.

My legs are shaking as I step up into the SUV. Jay stands behind me the whole time. I can feel his eyes on m