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Such a simple stupid thing….

I shook my head, knowing that it wasjustthat.

Because I hadn’t come here just for that. I didn’t come here just for an escape. As much as I had denied it in the beginning… this is what I had come for. Even if I knew it wasn’t meant to last.

The least I could do was enjoy it for just a little longer.

A breath untied itself from my chest and clouded the small bathroom.

“Time for a shower.” I sighed, reaching for the tap and turning it to hot. I stripped myself bare, and stepped under the warm spray, thankful that there was still hot water le—

I screeched as the ice-cold water pelted against my back. I nearly slipped on my ass as I went scrambling out of the shower and across the floor, only to swing open the door and hear Jax’s engine roar from beyond the window.

I launched myself across the room, butt-naked, shivering, and dripping wet as I threw myself out the opening.

Jax looked up just in time to give me a knowing wink. “Enjoy your shower, babe!”

With that, he gave me a wink, a finger gun, and threw his bike forward down the dirt road without a care in the world. I didn’t give a fuck at that moment if anyone could or would hear me. The roar couldn’t be contained….

“JAX!”

Chapter Twenty-Three

Jax

“I’ll see you around.” I smirked, leaning down into the convertible car, pressing my lips against the sticky, glossed lips of the girl.

“Sure thing, sugar,” she purred, sending me a wink.

She started her engine and the little, impractical thing surged down the road, bumping at every small rock on the path and into the distance.

I tucked my hands into the pockets of my jeans, not bothering to see her off and turned toward the house. A heavy sigh sank from my lips as I looked up at the big stone building, complete with its marble columns and elaborate brick work and water fountain. It stuck out like a sore thumb compared the beautiful gold and green fields and the quaint little barn house surrounded by the lush jade evergreens hugging it from behind. I’d preferred that kind of house.

One where the floor boards would creak as it welcomed you home. Where the old door sat propped open most of the day like it was always inviting you in. And the long billowing curtains that were always pulled outside by the wind, as if waving to you from afar. That kind of house, compared to the cold marble floors, empty corridors, and pristine décor was like an unchanging magazine cover. Just a façade—

The screech had my heart leaping from my chest as I spun hot on my heels to see the cloud of dirt and dust sputtering into the air. “What the—”

“Hey, you bitch!” my fling yelled. “You almost damaged my car!”

I grumbled under my breath as the dust started to clear and a figure standing in front of the hood of the car came into view. “Oh shit….” I saw Ronnie’s wild brown hair, and hands pressed out on the hood where she had reached out to stop it from hitting her.

All the memories of my other flings came to mind. Specifically, the moments when they met Ronnie. And despite it belonging to my family, Ronnie didn’t like girls coming onto her turf. Even more so when they thought they might pick a fight with the innocent, virgin girl who dogged me around everywhere.

My feet were already jogging over to the scene, ready to tackle the wild beast before she could get a handful of extensions to add to her trophy collection. “Ronn—”

“Sorry.” Ronnie’s quick apology had me almost crashing into the side of the car. My eyes went wide, and my breath caught in my throat as I tried to comprehend what had just happened.

Did Ronnie just… apologize?

“Do you think ‘sorry’ is enough, you brat!” the girl screeched, kicking open her door and pushing around the side of the vehicle, stepping into Ronnie’s face.

“Sorry,” Ronnie grumbled, ignoring the girl’s challenge, choosing to cut around her and instead began walking around the car.

She skittered away with her brown hair falling in front of her face, eyes downcast to the ground before the girl could get a hold of her. “Ungrateful brat,” the girl tutted before inspecting her car. “Daddy will go crazy if I damaged it.”

I ignored her.

My eyes trailed to the little anomaly dashing over toward her old creaky house before she bypassed it and headed for the woods behind it.

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