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“You saying I can’t take care of my woman?” he sneers at his brother.

Kade makes a calm down motion with his hands. “I’m not saying that at all, Chase. I’m saying you’re still angry and I know you, you’re going to ride recklessly.”

Chase takes a step closer to his brother, and puts his hand affectionately on the back of Kade’s head.

“I’ll look after Layla, don’t worry, I’m fine.” They stare into each other’s eyes for a moment until Kade nods, satisfied. Chase steps back from Kade and jumps on the bike, he glances over at me. “You okay?” I nod. He starts the engine and we take off. Chase rides carefully, and I know he is making an extra effort to make sure he does. I think in this mood he’s in, normally he would have sped off, riding the adrenaline. We get home and he helps me off the Harley. He unlocks the door, and we walk into the room.

“Take your clothes off, Layla. Now.” He commands in a rough voice. I take my boots off, and then undo my jeans, sliding them off. I pull my tank top off and I’m now standing there in a fluro pink thong and matching bra. Chase strips himself, his eyes intense. It seems he’s taking out his aggression in a different way tonight. And I have a feeling I’m going to love it. He pushes me down onto the bed, lying on top of me. He kisses me passionately, his tongue playing with mine, until I’m more than ready for him to get down to business.

“Chase, please.” I pant.

“Hmmm, I like it when you beg me Layla,” he taunts.

“Please...”

“You’ll get what you’re given, Layla,” he rumbles.

I pout. Freaking tease, I’m so going to....

He kisses me and pulls off my thong.

Then he makes me scream. Once, twice, thrice, before I pass out from exhaustion.

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I open one eye and check the time on my phone. Eight am, I need to get my ass up for work. I’m about to roll out of bed, when muscular arms are wrapped around me from behind.

“Where are you going?” he asks is a sleepy voice.

“Work.”

“Call in sick.”

“Chase! I can’t, I have to go in.” I exclaim.

“Are you okay?” he asks quietly.

“I’m fine, I...”

He cuts me off. “I wasn’t too rough last night, was I?”

I sit up and look at him, giving him a sly grin. “I loved last night.”

A smile traces his lips. “Good. I’m sorry if I scared you at the bar, but that fucker had his hands on you, and I just lost it.”

I sigh. “You didn’t scare me, I was worried though. You need to control your anger, Mr. Jackson. But right now, I’m going to have a shower and get ready for work.”

Chase sighs, frowning. Or more like sulking. I almost laugh.

I get ready, grab a quick breakfast and head out to work. Today is Chase’s day off, although he will probably end up taking calls from work. By the time I’m dressed, Chase is running on the treadmill. Kade is doing weights and James is doing sit ups. Freaking hot. Chase glances over and his eyes narrow.

“You’re drooling, Layla, and it better be only for me.” He calls out, causing me to laugh.

“I may be the luckiest girl alive right now!” I call back, causing all three of them to chuckle. “I’ll see you in the afternoon!” I yell.

“Bye love.” Chase calls back.

Chapter Twenty Six

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