Page 9 of Vetting the Biker

“Jenna… Are you the vet?” Chase stares at me.

“I am.” I’m thinking I could play doctor with him.

“You have my dog’s sister.” I raise my eyebrow at him. “We should set up a playdate.” I laugh.

“What’s so funny?”

“You’re Chief’s friend? He spoke highly of you. I would love to do a playdate.” The way Chase is staring at me, I feel my cheeks redden. “For the dogs.”

“Of course.” We laugh. “Chief? You’ve known him a long time, huh? I don’t know many people who call him that anymore, especially since he retired.” I nod at him. We spend the nextthreehours talking about kids, his law practice, my clinic, and set up a playdate for this weekend. We mention we have ex-spouses, but don’t go into details since this is technically a first date slash meeting slash get to know you type thing. He’s sorry Wesley won’t be there over the weekend. As we leave, he holds the door open for me.

“Oh, here’s my card. I don’t know if Chief gave it to you or not. My cell number is there, so please call me if you have any questions about Judge.” I hand him my card, which he takes and glances over.

“And what if I want to call you to talk about the weather, or see if you want to have dinner with me?” His eyes pierce right through me.

“I’d like that.” Chase walks me to my Jeep. “Goodnight, Chase.” I drive home with a smile on my face. I sigh. The feelings of butterflies in my stomach, the smile on my face, and the anticipation of the text or phone call remind me of being in middle school.

I pull into my driveway after the fifteen-minute drive from the diner. There’s a beat-up Honda in front of my house. The hair on the back of my neck stands up. I reach into my glove box for my taser. Wesley made me promise to take self-defense classes and carry something. I don’t know how to shoot a gun, and I might have to ask Chase or Chief for some lessons so I can carry. As I get out of the car, someone is walking up the driveway. I count to three slowly to control my breathing. My fingers are on the two triggers of the taser.

“Jenna?” The familiar voice echoes through the houses on the street.

“Max. What the fuck are you doing here?” Max is Robert’s brother.

“Robert was worried about you being home alone and wanted me to check in on you.”

“The day Robert stuck his dick in another woman’s pussy was the last day you or any of your family can be here doing this to me.”

“What are you talking about?” Max is what you would call the little brother who thinks big brother walks on water, and the elevator is not going all the way up. Robert made sure he stayed uneducated so he could get him to do his bidding.

“We finalized the divorce three years ago. We separated six years ago. He cheated on me eight years ago, but I only found out about right before I left. Robert has no say in anything I do. If you come to my property again, I’m calling the police.” I shut my car door and walk to the front door.

“No wonder he dipped his dick into other women. You’re cold as ice.” I stop dead in my tracks. I spin around so fast. I’m about ready to taser this mother fucker for my enjoyment.

“My pussy is not cold as ice. In fact, it’s hot as fuck. Your brother prefers hamburgers when I’m filet mignon. Don’t get it twisted in that pea-sized brain of yours.” My hands shake and I’m not sure if it’s because I fear what Max might do to me or because I’m pissed Robert has his family doing his bidding.

“Jenna, are you okay?” I jump at the fresh voice but hearing Chase behind Max makes me relax. “Jackie caught me after you drove away. You left your wallet.”

“Chase, thank you.” I smile at him. He walks around Max, comparing sizes. Max is like a kid in elementary school compared to Chase. “This is my ex-brother-in-law. He’s here doing the bidding of my ex.” I sigh because now I need to have the ex-husband talk. Chase hands my wallet to me, then puts his arm around my waist, drawing me closer to him like we’ve been dating for a while now.

“Nice to meet you. We’re going inside now and would like for you to leave.” His voice is strong and unwavering. It sends shockwaves straight to my pussy. How I want this man to dominate me and make me scream his name for hours.

“Robert will hear about this.” Max stomps through my grass back to his car. I roll my eyes. Great, this is something I don’t want to deal with right now. I just met this man and now he’s going to know the baggage of my ex-husband.

“Thanks. Robert has been overly possessive, and I’m not sure why. I’d invite you in, but it’s late and I’m not that kind of girl.” I wink at him.

“Goodnight and sweet dreams. Call me if you need anything, and if he comes around again, call the police.” I salute him, which makes him laugh. “You are something.”

“You don’t even know half of it yet.” I tease. “Goodnight, Chase.” I walk into my house, lean against the door, and sigh.

Chase

Once I get into my truck, I dial Eagle right away.

“This better be good. I’m trying to get some action.” I hear the music from The Wild Jesters’ local strip club in the background.

“You know Bubba’s rules there. The girls aren’t allowed to go home with the customers.” I laugh when he groans.

“Why must you kill my buzz? At least Battle will encourage me to get laid.”

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