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Saylor gave him a smile that was sharp, but to Jax, made her look sexy as hell. He wanted that smile aimed at him, and barely resisted the urge to pull her back into him and away from Prez. Shit. He needed to get a hold of himself.

“That depends on if trouble finds me first,” Saylor replied. “Look, I don’t have to stay here, it was your guy who offered. I’m just as happy to head to a hotel, as long as someone can take me or call me a cab to get there. After that, you won’t have to see me again until I come to pick up my car.”

Jax gave Savage a pointed look behind her back, and Savage rolled his eyes, understanding that there was a reason that it was offered. “Never said you couldn’t stay. What I am saying is if you start shooting people, we’re going to have a problem. You don’t, then we’re right as rain. The only rules are that you don’t go into the clubhouse alone, you need to have one of the women or a brother with you; and you don’t go wandering around the grounds by yourself. We have things all over the place and if you fall and hurt yourself, or get stuck, we might not find you for a bit. You’re welcome to go to the bar, though. Got it?”

Saylor arched a brow, but nodded. “Alright.”

“I’ll help you get settled in,” Esme offered. “The other women will be excited to meet you. We like badass women around here that aren’t afraid to stand up to the men.”

Razor snorted. “Understatement of the century,” he drawled, earning a glare from Savage.

“Esme, get one of the twins, Karissa, or Glitch to help you, and don’t overdo it or your man will have my ass,” Savage ordered. He turned to leave, but Saylor stopped him with a sharp clearing of her throat.

“I didn’t agree to stay,” she pointed out drily.

“You’re staying,” Savage said simply, before turning and walking out.

“Bossy, remember?” Esme reminded her before Saylor could unleash the temper simmering in her eyes. “No point in fighting right now. Let’s go and get you set up, and then I’ll introduce you to some of the other women before I go find my man and jump his bones.”

Saylor looked like she wanted to argue, but sighed in defeat and nodded. “Fine. If that’s the way he is with his woman, I can see why she shot at him,” she told Esme as she followed her toward the reception door without a backward glance.

Esme laughed. “Trust me, we’ve all wanted to shoot our men one time or another. Well, maybe not Scarlett, Rogue’s Old Lady, but she’d get back at him another way.” The door shut behind them, and Jax could only grin at it.

“Fucking hell,” Rogue hissed, irritated. “You seriously want her?”

Jax wasn’t a man who normally admitted much, but this time, he nodded and said, “Yeah, I want her.” He wasn’t sure what it was about her. Saylor was a woman that had a story he wanted to hear, and he wanted to be part of the next chapter.

And he was going to enjoy watching her rile up Savage along with the rest of the women. That in itself was worth the ribbing he was going to get from his brothers.

CHAPTER FOUR

JAX

He ignored the jokes and teasing that came his way as soon as he sat down at Church, taking it all in stride. What else could he do? If he reacted, they’d only go on longer. He learned that long ago, though, admittedly, he was usually one of the instigators of the teasing and joking. Guess he couldn’t put up too much of a stink now.

Savage banged his gavel, silencing all of it and gaining their attention. He looked harassed. “Alright, let’s get this shit out of the way already. It seems we’ve picked up yet another pain in the ass woman, and though it’s supposed to be only for one night, I think we can all tell that it’s going to be longer. Right, Jax?” he asked with a pointed look.

Jax shrugged. “She’s running from something, and I want to know what it is. Makes it easier if she’s here.”

“Brother, just admit you want in her pants,” Ink scoffed. He was the club’s tattoo artist, and owned a small shop in town with one other person. He was six feet, covered in ink, with long dark hair and blue eyes that gave him that rugged charming look to the ladies. Though he was good and happy being single and able to fuck any woman that agreed. Ink was the biggest man-whore of them all, and he wore that title proudly.

Irritated that Ink was trying to make it all about using Saylor, Jax glared at him and warned him tightly, “Fuck off.”

Ink sobered and stared at him for a moment. Then he groaned and whined, “Not another one. Fuck. You all are dropping like flies and popping out babies so fast that this place is getting overrun.”

Jax didn’t correct him and turned back to Savage. “She’s running from something,” he repeated. “That car isn’t registered to her, and I saw a handgun in her bag. For a woman driving on her own, yeah, I can see that, but it’s in a bag she never lets out of her sight. Classic signs or she’s only got what she’s got and nothing else, and doesn’t dare risk it.”

“Or she robbed a bank and has the law after her,” Rogue countered. “If she does, we’re leading them right to our fucking gate with her staying here.”

The club was a 1%er club, and while they didn’t touch anything in the skin trade, they had plenty of shit around the property that the law would love to get their hands on. They couldn’t risk them showing up, even if it was to look for Saylor.

“You get her last name?” Steel asked quietly. Another big man, topping out at six-four, he was quiet and reserved, but rarely asked questions in a roundabout way. He was a blunt guy, thanks to his SEAL days. Half the time, Jax wasn’t sure that he remembered he wasn’t enlisted anymore, with how he kept his hair regulation short. His body was muscular and always in top shape, and he had icy blue eyes that could freeze you in your tracks the moment you pissed him off, unless you were a child, one of the women, or especially his Old Lady and son.

Jax shook his head at the question. “She didn’t offer it when I asked her name.”

“How many Saylors could there be?” Razor pointed out. “Code or Glitch could probably find her in a matter of minutes.”

“But do we want to take the chance that someone will be tipped off if we go looking?” Fury asked.

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