Page 71 of Puck It!

Wiping the water from my face, the laugh still coming from my lungs, Sully too, before his face goes serious, "Macie, I’m sorry for what happened."

"I know Sully. It’s a fucked-up situation all around."

"Yeah, it was. But don’t hide shit like this, you hear me." He hardens his stare on me, and I see the same worry in his eyes that I see in Jax and Dakota’s eyes.

I nod.

"You promise?"

I nod with my answer, "I promise, Sully. And just so you know. I was going to tell you, but…"

He nods, "Holly died."

I return that nod with tears stinging my eyes, "Yeah, I couldn’t tell you because of that, you already had enough going on."

"Yeah, well, you lost her too Macie." I drop my gaze sucking in a deep breath with that.

"Alright come on." Sully says before I start swimming back to shore behind Sully, unable to contain the chatter from my teeth; This water is freezing.

I get my feet on the sandy bottom and start my walk up the beach to Jax and Dakota. I just want this, the happiness between us all, like it used to be, just wish Holly was here too.

I would say, I’ve got all my brothers, but um…

Jax is far from my brother.

As I step in front of Jax he looks down, sliding his palm to my cheek, feeling the heat from his hand warms me immediately pulling a smile from my lips, "Are you going to let me drive you now?"

Not Forgiven

Macie

As stubborn as I want to be most days, I’m tired of the silence and tired of not having Jax with me. Even with being mad at him still, I let Jax drive my car while Sully rides with Dakota.

I’m really happy that Dakota is coming with us.

I look over at Jax, and just stare at him as he drives. I can tell he is thinking, he’s got his elbow resting on the center console, resting his chin on his fisted hand; But I’ve been thinking too.

"How did you know where I was?" I ask him and his his lips twist, trying to hide a smile, before he sits back in the seat.

"Ask your brother, he was driving." he swallows hard, trying to bite a smile down, knowing he’s hiding something for sure.

"Jax."

He looks over with a lifted brow, then laughs, "Oh, fuck it."

"Your car has a tracker in it."

"WHAT!"

"You’ve got to be kidding me!"

"You tracked my car!?"

"NO! Your brother tracked your car."

"Are you fucking serious?"

"Well, technically Jack put the tracker in this, but your brother was the one who was using it."

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