Page 100 of Jax

“Fine,” she huffed, walking away with that sweet apple scent and soft brown hair until she was out of my sight.

I stood for a few minutes, counting down in my head before I was able to function again without feeling the need to ram my dick in the jug of coffee just to calm it down. I fetched a flask, filled it with coffee, and thanked fuck Ronnie wasn’t a normal girl as she was dressed and ready to go by the time I headed toward the door.

Snatching my keys out of the bowl by the door, I marched down the steps toward the bike.

Ronnie locked the door behind us. I doubted it’d do much good. If someone wanted to get into that house, all they’d have to do is blow the door and it’d fall right over. I’d have to fix that….

I threw the helmet to her as she jogged up to my side. She didn’t miss a beat and caught it between her palms before fitting it over her head and fastening it under her chin. I pulled out my own, dragging my hair to pin it under the head protection before swinging my leg over the seat.

Ronnie’s arms fastened around my waist and I fired up the engine.

“Ho—”

“Hold on tight,” Ronnie interrupted me. “I know.”

I wanted to smirk, but I didn’t have the time. Instead, I pulled hard on the throttle and threw a storm of dust up behind us and we skidded out of the farm and down toward town.

* * *

The echoing thud of my boots announced my arrival as I stepped into the club room. Ronnie’s hand tightened in my own as she hurried behind me. It was empty as I stepped in, but at the sound of our feet, I saw a blonde head come whirling around the corner of the stairs into the bar.

“Good, you’re here.” Anna sighed, hurrying over to us.

The concerned look on her face had me on edge as she came over to me with open arms. I reached my free one out, ready to meet her hug in the middle and waited for her to come into my embrace.

Which she did fucking not.

“Hey!” I growled, turning to see her wrapping her tiny arms around Ronnie’s shoulders. She dragged the taller girl down into her arms, and Ronnie dropped my hand in order to return it.

“Shut up, asshole,” Anna teased, turning her face to stick her little tongue out of her red lips. “You’re like a cockroach. An atomic bomb could drop on your head and you’d be laughing about it ten seconds later without a scratch on you.”

“A cockroach?” I gasped, hand going to my heart. “How dare you insult this beauty?”

Anna tutted, rolling her eyes.

She turned back to Ronnie, letting her go at long last before taking her hand. “Go to the club room,” she ordered to me. “Wolf will fill you in on the shit.”

With that, she spun away, and with my girl in hand, she kidnapped her.

Ronnie didn’t look over her shoulder as she abandoned me in the middle of the bar. Not even a glance.

Women.

“You waiting for some divine wisdom?” The chilling voice came down my shoulder.

“Fuck, Lamb!” I hissed, spinning around to see him stood way too close to me. “I didn’t even hear you come in.”

“I’m not like Wolf, ain’t got his ghost feet.” Lamb smirked, cocking a blonde eyebrow in the direction the girls had left. “You must have been in a world of your own.”

“Something like that…,” I grumbled, taking a moment to scan over Lamb’s cut and jeans. He wasn’t wearing a suit today, but then again, I hadn’t seen him in a suit since the day Ronnie pulled into the parking lot. His business suit must have been stored away while he had club business to sort. That and his other more private agenda that had him disappearing around the country the last few months.

“You were called in too?” I frowned.

Lamb shrugged, glancing for the second time at the direction the women had left in. “Yeah. Looks like it’s not for good reasons either,” he grumbled. “Not if he allowed all the women to gather together.”

“Pipe better be up there, keeping an eye on them.”

I didn’t want to imagine the chaos they’d create without supervision.

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