Page 36 of Broken Skulls

Jackson snaps his fingers. “Let’s go. JD, I’ll see you at the warehouse, yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Jacob pushes me gently in front of him. “Go with my friends. I’ll see you soon.”

I dig my heals in. “When?”

Jackson answers on his behalf. “When he convinces the club that he hasn’t gone and lost his damn mind.”

Jacob laughs as Willow wraps her arm around my shoulder and guides me away from him. He doesn’t seem worried.

“Elizabeth!” Jacob yells when we reach the top of the stairs.

I look back at him. Jackson leans his hand against the wall. “Jesus Christ, why did I want to be president?” he mumbles to himself.

“You didn’t promise me,” Jacob says, ignoring him.

Jackson and I exchange a brief look before I return my focus back to Jacob. “I promise.”

His shoulders fall in relief.

Chapter Sixteen

Jacob

Jesse grabbed me by the ear and marched my ass up the stairs as soon as we heard Jackson pull out of the driveway.

“Ouch, dammit, woman.” I grab her hand, trying to get her to ease up on my poor ear.

She shoves me toward my bike when we get outside. Dan and Dirk are waiting patiently on theirs.

“An escort. How nice. I would have kidnapped a woman a long time ago if I knew it was going to get me so much attention.”

Jesse smacks me on the back of the head. “I almost killed you, you dickhead.”

I rub my hand over my hair. “Oh, you did not,” I joke, hoping that I’m right. I give her waistband a quick look. She’s not carrying, is she? Surely not.

“If I thought you were hurting someone, I absolutely would have.”

“Good thing I didn’t hurt her.”

Dirk tosses his cigarette to the ground. “Jesse,” he warns, nodding his head for her to get on behind him.

She huffs but submits to his demand.

Lily slides on behind Dan. “I’m sorry,” she mouths.

None of this is her fault. I should have told the club about my past … about Elizabeth.

Once we get to the warehouse, we all sit in silence, waiting quietly for Jackson to arrive. When he walks in, I immediately ask him how she’s doing.

“She’s good, brother. Willow has her out hugging trees.”

Everyone in the room chuckles. There is no one quite like Willow.

“So. Out of curiosity, who of you thought old JD here really had a woman in his basement?” Jackson asks the room.

No one raises their hand.

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