Kit Bauman has lusted after Jax for as long as she's known him, but she knows she'll never act on it. She refuses to risk their friendship for just a few nights of really great sex.
When a little man in an Irish knick-knack shop sells her a "magic rock", she finds herself saying things she never thought she'd say, and doing things she'd only dreamed of doing--all of them with Jax. But the magic will wear off...
Publisher Note: This story was previously available in the Irish Enchantment anthology.
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Excerpt from Kissing Stone by Tielle St. Clare
"Jess. Kit. It was fun, as always. I've got to get to class."
Kit, in mid-bite of her peanut butter and jelly sandwich, nodded as Jackson Knight, Jax to his friends, grabbed his shoulder bag and stepped away from the table.
"What time are you getting out of here?" he asked Kit.
She swallowed quickly, peanut butter clogging her throat. "I've got some kids coming in at six. I should be done by seven."
"I'll be in my office until then. Stop by on your way out. It's Wednesday. McGill's is calling my name."
Again she nodded. In the six months that they'd known each other, it had become tradition. Wednesday nights. Beer and corned beef at McGill's. Jax and Kit. It was like a bad buddy movie.
"See ya later. See ya, Jessie."
Jax turned and walked away--his pale khaki pants highlighting the exquisite male butt and long strong legs.
Kit tried to pull her eyes away, but like almost every other woman in the room, she had to look. Had to watch that deliciously curved tush walk away and think about giving it a light pat, a gentle squeeze. Still, the man was her best friend. She shouldn't be lusting after him. She took a deep breath and once more dragged her thoughts away from sex.
As he turned left out of the dining room, Kit heard Jessie whimper softly beside her.
"I know you said you two are just friends and there's nothing romantic between you--" Jessie spun in her chair and nailed Kit with her eyes. "But sometimes, don't you just want to grab him, throw him on the floor and bounce on him for hours?"
The man was as near to physical perfection as Kit ever expected to see. Tall, with sandy blond hair, a muscular chest, well-ripped arms and a tight ass. And damn it, he was a nice guy.
"Almost constantly," Kit moaned before collapsing onto the table.
Jessie's shriek of laughter drew the room's attention, forcing Kit to straighten and shield her eyes. Though most of the students ate at the other dining hall during lunch and the room was half-empty, Kit hated to be the center of attention.
"Keep it down," she hissed.
"I'm sorry," Jessie said between giggles. "I just wasn't expecting that. You've always professed an undying, platonic relationship. But you're secretly lusting after him. This is so great. It renews my faith in single women." Jessie, married for fifteen years, liked to believe that Kit lived a wild and crazy life--filled with wild and crazy sex. Until now, Kit had been a major disappointment.
"Very funny." Kit sipped her soda and tried to think of a way to steer Jessie off this conversation. "Are you ready? I've got some students coming in soon." In reality, no one was scheduled for an hour but Jessie didn't know that. Kit stood up. Jessie followed suit.
"So, why don't you go for it?"
"Go for what?"
"Jax. Mister Tall, Dark and Gorgeous. Not to mention Mister Rich, Nice and He Likes You."
Kit let her book bag fall to the floor. "Jessie, Jax and I are friends. I want to keep it that way. Even if I could persuade him to--" fuck me silly "uh, be interested in me, it wouldn't last. I've seen the kind of women he dates and they don't look like me." She made a casual wave toward her less than voluptuous body. "And I don't want to risk our friendship for a few nights of--" Really, really hot sex. "Uh, you know, romance."
"Who cares about romance? Go for the sex," Jessie said, practically reading Kit's mind.