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    Going for Wilder
    Going for Wilder
    Going for Wilder
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    Going for Wilder

    By Trish Edmisten

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    Some things are just meant to be. Jillian Somers falling in love with Jackson Wilder was one of those things. Everything changed when Jackson’s mother died. They drifted apart until the distance between them became impossible to overcome. In the ten years since they’ve spoken, Jillian has done everything she can to forget about Jackson and move on with her life. She’s even tried dating other men, but it’s never seemed to work out. When her ex comes to town, it’s clear he’s there for more than just the festival. Now Jillian has to decide if she’s going to give Garrett another chance or if she’s going for the one man she’s always wanted.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTrish Edmisten
    Release dateOct 25, 2018
    ISBN9780463860564
    Going for Wilder
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      Going for Wilder - Trish Edmisten

      Going for Wilder

      A Sapphire Falls Novella

      By

      Trish Edmisten

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright © 2018 by Trish Edmisten

      All Rights Reserved.

      Table of Contents

      Acknowledgements

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Chapter Nine

      Chapter Ten

      Chapter Eleven

      About the Author

      Look for these titles by Trish Edmisten

      This book is lovingly dedicated to my Gramps, Pat Dunn, who drove the coolest car ever, who always made me laugh, who taught me that it was perfectly acceptable for ladies to drink beer, who never held a grudge and who always showed me unconditional love. I miss you every day, Gramps.

      Acknowledgements

      I, of course, have to thank the amazing Erin Nicholas, both for being willing to share her characters with other authors and for letting me be one of those authors. No matter how much time passes, I’m still humbled and honored by her faith in me.

      Thanks to my husband Wes. Not only has he put up with my countless hours of work, my endless doubt in my ability and my constant demands for his help when my computer wasn’t cooperating, but he is an amazing artist. Whatever I ask for my covers, he makes it a reality and this story was no different.

      Chapter One

      Considering it had been almost twenty years since she’d last seen Jackson’s penis, Jillian thought it would have been bigger.

      Lord knows the rest of him was bigger than he’d been when they’d played their first game of doctor at the age of five. Those once skinny shoulders had filled out and broadened up as had his biceps and forearms. No doubt thanks to all that hard, manual labor that came with being a plumber. Jillian frowned. Was there hard, manual labor involved with being a plumber?

      If there wasn’t, he was doing something right. Along with the wide shoulders and ropy arms, he had a sculpted chest covered in a fine blanket of dark hair that matched what was on his head and led to a flat but nicely defined stomach. And those hip flexors, forming that perfect V, looked like they should be on the cover of some kind of fitness magazine.

      With all of that masculinity, it was a wonder…

      Jesus Christ, Jillian!

      Jackson’s indignant shout startled her from her musings. The towel he’d been using to dry his hair when he emerged from the shower was now around his waist. Pointless really since she’d already seen everything he had to offer.

      Abandoning her assessment of his body, Jillian raised her eyes to his face and was met with a glare. Instinct made her want to reach for the charm dangling from the necklace she wore, which was thankfully hidden beneath her shirt, but she caught herself in time.

      What? Jillian asked.

      What? Jackson echoed, incredulous. What the hell are you doing in the guys’ locker room? What the hell are you doing standing there staring at me? Take your pick.

      Jillian huffed out a laugh as she folded her arms across her chest. You are so full of yourself. I was not staring.

      One of his eyebrows went up. No?

      No.

      Then what were you doing?

      I came to see Coach Cooper, she answered. I ran in to him at the diner the other day, and we got to talking about the festival, and I was telling him about how I volunteered to handle the kissing booth this year and—

      You what?

      Jillian bristled at both his question and his tone. That look in his eyes wasn’t helping either. That look like he was genuinely pissed off, which he wasn’t. He couldn’t be since they weren’t even friends, let alone anything close to romantic. That ship had never even left the dock let alone sailed.

      I volunteered to be in charge of the kissing booth.

      Why?

      What do you mean why? Someone has to be in charge of it.

      The kissing booth is only for the summer festival.

      The Blue Brigade has been thinking about having it for the fall festival too because it’s such a huge money maker.

      That was a lie. The Blue Brigade, a group of citizens whose primary objective was to spread Sapphire Falls cheer, hadn’t mentioned any such thing. Jillian just liked watching Jackson grind his teeth.

      Anyway, Coach Cooper said the kids in his woodshop classes could give the booth a facelift for me. I don’t know if you’ve seen it lately, but it could use it.

      Jackson grunted. And you’re lurking in the guys’ locker room because?

      Jillian rolled her eyes. I’m not lurking in the boys’ locker room. Coach Cooper asked me to meet him here.

      Here? In the guys’ locker room?

      Yes, which also happens to be where he has his office as the coach of the special teams for the best high school football team in all of the Midwest.

      That earned a genuine, albeit small, smile from Jackson.

      He said no one would be using the locker room. Jillian glanced at her watch. We’re supposed to meet at six so I’m a bit early. I guess that’s why he’s not here. He’s not here, is he?

      No clue, I’ve been in the shower.

      Right, well, don’t let me keep you from whatever you were doing.

      What?

      You were obviously in the middle of something, getting dressed I assume, so go ahead.

      Jackson didn’t move. I’ll wait.

      No need to do that on my account. It’s not like you have anything I haven’t seen plenty of times before.

      A scowl flickered across his handsome face.

      I don’t know why you’re so worried anyway. Jillian gave his covered crotch a pointed gaze before returning her eyes to his face. You’re not really all that…

      Jackson tensed. What?

      Nothing, it’s not important.

      "I’m not really all that what?"

      I just meant you don’t have much to worry about hiding, Jillian said and then, pretending as if she wasn’t aware of the insult, she added, No offense or anything.

      A hearty laugh broke out behind her. Ignoring Jackson’s hostility, Jillian smiled as she turned toward the man she’d come to meet.

      Coach Neil Cooper was laughing so hard there were tears in his eyes. Sorry I’m late. I hope you haven’t been waiting long.

      Oh, you’re not late, Jillian assured him. I was early, and I ran in to Jackson.

      The coach looked over at Jackson. Sorry, I didn’t know anyone would be here by this time.

      Its fine, Jackson ground out.

      Nothing to worry about, Jillian said. Jackson kept me entertained while I waited.

      Neil chuckled. I’m sure he did, but what do you say we give Jackson his privacy and continue this discussion in my office?

      Sounds good, Jillian agreed, sending a sweet smile in Jackson’s direction. Thanks for the small talk.

      Jackson’s jaw clenched, but he didn’t respond. Yes, that was another insult about his size, and yes it was petty, but if anyone deserved to be taken down a peg or two, it was Jackson. When Jillian turned to follow Neil to his office, she would have sworn she heard a gruffly muttered ‘it gets bigger’.

      Unable to resist goading him, she looked back at Jackson. Did you say something?

      No.

      Jillian shrugged as if she didn’t care, but she was secretly enjoying his discomfort. Leaving Jackson fuming behind her, she caught up to Neil who stood a few steps ahead of her, not bothering to hide his amused smile.

      Just couldn’t resist could you? Neil asked, grinning.

      I don’t know what you’re talking about, Jillian said.

      She did not want to go in to all the ways Jackson Wilder pissed her off.

      It wasn’t always like that. When they were kids, they’d been close. They’d even shared a kiss once. Granted, that kiss was ten years ago, but she still remembered it. Not because it had been earth shattering or soul moving or anything like that. It was a combination of things that made her remember it, the two most important being that it was on her birthday and it was their first kiss.

      They’d been standing under the oak tree in her backyard, the one they used to climb when they were kids, each determined to prove they could climb higher than the other. By then, tree climbing was long behind them, but they still liked to hang out under that tree.

      Before he kissed her, Jackson had given Jillian her birthday present, a silver necklace with a musical note charm and she’d smiled so wide that her face hurt. It was the most thoughtful and personal thing he’d given her and she loved it.

      Then, after fastening the clasp of the necklace behind her neck, he’d leaned over and kissed her. Just a gentle touch of his lips to hers, but it started a small fire inside her. A fire he’d snuffed out just one week later when he’d stopped talking to her and cut her out of his life.

      Jillian grimaced. She was there to talk about the booth for the festival, not take another painful trip down memory lane. Jackson Wilder was not going to get one more minute of her thoughts.

      Jackson waited until they were out of sight, and he was sure they weren’t coming back, before he sank down on the bench, still clutching the towel around his waist. He should have just gone home to shower, but it wasn’t as if he expected to run in to Jillian Somers in the guys’ locker room.

      One withering look and a few snide comments and she had managed to obliterate the Zen-like feeling he’d reached with a few laps around the track.

      It gets bigger! Is that really the best you can do, Wilder?

      No, it was not the best he could do. If they hadn’t been interrupted, he would have been all too happy to drop the towel and push her into the locker bank and give her what they both wanted.

      Jackson smirked, imagining the look of surprise that would fill her pretty, dark eyes. Maybe she would even be trembling. Not because she was afraid of him but because she wanted him with the same desperation he wanted her. Jackson would lean toward her, but he wouldn’t kiss her yet. He would let his lips hover over hers, a promise of things to come, as the length of her hair created a cloak around their faces.

      Finally, when neither of them could take waiting another second, he would press his lips to hers. Letting the weight of his body push her further into the bank of lockers at her back, he would make sure she felt his desire as he kissed her breathless.

      When the kiss ended, she

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