Page 130 of Jax

“No, later,” Ronnie dismissed me.

Screw being nice.

“Ronnie.”

“Wha—” I slammed my mouth against hers, my tongue delving in as I tasted the unfinished words from her tongue. She gasped into my mouth, but it finished on a moan, as my hand wrapped tight into that short soft bob of hers, making it so much easier to pull her close to me without getting my hand tangled. She’d be keeping her hair like this. I’d make sure of it.

“There,” I gasped, pulling back away from her with the soft moist taste of her kiss on my lips. She panted, her lips swollen, and cheeks flushed red from the excitement. Fuck, it made me want to kick the women out of the room and have my way with her right then and there. But I had a few more weeks until I got the go ahead for that.

But in the meantime….

“See ya’ later, babe.” I winked, turning on my boots, and with a knowing smug and swagger in my hips, slid out the room. I could hear what must have been her cry for me to come back as my name echoed in the halls, followed by a loud bang of something being thrown at the door. My woman sure had a way of showing her longing for me.

“I don’t even want to know what you’re thinking about.” Pretty fell into step alongside me.

“I wasn’t even considering giving you the pleasure.” I smirked, my eyes casting one last look over my shoulder at the hallway of the burn clinic where my girl was resting up before turning my head forward for other business. Business I couldn’t do in front of said girl. “Are the boys outside?”

“Does she know about this double side to you?” Pretty mused, not intending to offend or undermine me but just thoughtful.

I thought back to all the times my switch had flipped, and when I had that belt in my hands, and her ass pointed toward me and….

Oh, that’s a boner coming.

Can’t think about that right now.

Think about dead dogs and kittens. And parents fucking.Yup, that did the trick.

“Brother?” Pretty probed after a minute of walking in silence.

“She knows, brother.” I smirked. “She likes it.”

“Um… good for you? I think?” Pretty chuckled, shrugging off our conversation as we stepped to the exit.

Motorcycles lined up in the bay outside the door. Black leather-clad men, turning their heads toward me with grim, serious faces, and eyes ready for business.

“You good here?” I turned to Pretty clapping his shoulder.

“Don’t worry about me,” he grumbled. “You go take care of what needs to be done.”

I nodded. “Thanks.” I gave him a quick, one-shoulder hug before I headed toward my bike. The engine roared under my touch, the vibrating purr rolling through my bones.

Hunter turned and handed me my weapon, concealed in a holster as I strapped it under my belt.

“Did you give him a good enough run?” I turned to my brother, and with a smirk that would strike cold into even the evilest of men, Hunter smirked.

“If everything went as planned, he should be heading across the border by now.”

“Good, that’ll give us plenty of time to get there first.”

Hunter nodded.

I turned to my president, waiting on his bike, before giving a jerk of my chin, our cue to leave.

“Ready, boys?” Wolf roared over the growl of engines, firing up alongside me until we were the echoing sound of a roaring beast. Wolf turned beside me, kicking up her stand and giving me the nod to pull forward.

And so I did, Pretty waving us off as I took off ahead of the group, my brothers falling in line beside me as were heading back to the place I once called home.

It was true that I didn’t have the power to erase him from her memories.

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