Beautiful Broken Rules (Broken, Series #1)(80)

“Oh, I can show you all kinds of trouble in this.” I rubbed the shiny black hood.

“Please, God, do.” He came around to me and pushed me backward up against it.

“What kind of car is this?” I asked, while he was moving his body up against mine. “All I know is, it’s hot.”

He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “It’s a 67’ Camaro. 470 horsepower.”

“I have no idea what any of that means, but I can’t wait to watch you drive it.”

He laughed while opening my door for me and helped me into the seat. I don’t know what it is about seeing a guy drive a manual transmission. Maybe it’s the way they pull the shifter into each gear, the way the muscles in their forearms flex with the movement, or maybe it’s the cocky smile Jax got on his face while driving it, but I was thoroughly turned on by the time we pulled up to his house.

I was still staring at him when he put it into park. “I don’t think I can meet your mom like this.”

“Like what?” he asked, smiling.

“Like I’m about to jump your bones, that’s what.” I shifted in my seat uncomfortably.

“Oh, Beautiful, there will be plenty of time for that.” He winked.

Before I could tell him I didn’t think I could wait, Jace came barreling down the porch steps. There was a gorgeous and surprisingly young woman who was the female version of her sons trailing right behind him. When I opened my car door, Jace scooped me out of the car and into a bear hug.

“Emmy! I missed you,” he said smiling. Someone was finally in a better mood; maybe he got some over the holidays.

Laughing at his enthusiasm, I returned his hug. “I missed you too, Jace.”

“Sorry about walking in on you and Jax yesterday. I got my ass kicked for that.” He gave me a puppy-dog look that closely resembled his brother’s.

“Don’t try to pull that sweet look on her after you violated her privacy.” His mom shoved him. She knew about that? Great.

“Oh,” I said, mortified.

She pulled me into a hug once Jace set me down. “Oh sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you. These boys tell me everything. I’ve heard it all, trust me, it doesn’t bother me.” I smiled at her warmth. “I’m Julie, by the way.”

“I’m Em, thank you for letting me stay in your home.”

“Think nothing of it. So you like to be called Em?” she asked. “Jaxon calls you Emerson.” Jaxon had made his way around the car and was smiling at the two of us.

“Yeah, Jax is the only one that calls me that. I tried to break it,” I shrugged.

“Come on, ladies, I’m hungry,” Jaxon said while putting his arms around the both of us and directing us up the stairs of the porch.

“You’re awful smiley, son,” Julie grinned up at him.

“I’ve got my two favorite girls in the same place, what could be better?”

“Ugh, gag me, please. When did you become such a *?” Jace asked, while squeezing under Jax’s arm and pulling his mom away from us. These two were dangerously adorable with their mom.

Jaxon’s mom didn’t care that I would be sleeping in his room with him and she didn’t bat an eyelash at some of the stories they were telling her about college parties. I learned that she got pregnant with them when she was seventeen,which was why she looked so young. Their dad sounded like he had been crazy in love with her and he had worked extremely hard to build a magnificent life for his family. I had no idea how well off Jace and Jaxon were. Apparently their dad had been the CEO of his own company, so when he died, they were at least left with enough to live comfortably for years and years. I didn’t ask for specifics. I just enjoyed hearing all of their family stories; they seemed to be pretty tight-knit. I had heard Jax talk on the phone with his mom every couple of days back home, but it was nice to see them all together in person.