I pull away. “I know.”
Now to just figure out how the fuck to fish.
12
Jacks
Noxand I pull up to Austyn and Ryker’s place. There are bikes lined everywhere, no doubt everyone is in full swing for the party. With their large back deck and view of the pond, it’s a great place to hang out on a Georgia night, and Austyn loves to have people over.
We’ve been gone for three days on a run. We had to roll out quickly to get the merchandise there on time. I’d thought about calling Emery, but the way we left things, I wanted to do it in person. This is too important for a quick text or phone call.
Parking our bikes, we make our way to the backyard as I glance over at Emery’s place and see no lights on. She should be here.
The more we stroll, the louder it gets. There are lights strung all over the place in the sky lighting up the ground. The sun is just setting over the trees, and the lights will be brighter soon. Picnic tables cover the space with chairs spaced out around them. There’s a fire pit with flames roaring to life.
Nox slaps a hand down on my shoulder. “Looks like you’re too late, big man.” Following his gaze, my stomach falls to the ground. Emery is sitting next to Micah, laughing. But that’s not what gets me, it’s the soft touches he keeps making on her body. The small caresses like he has every damn right to touch her.
She’s not batting him off, though. No, as I watch, she leans into him to whisper something in his ear to which he smiles wide. Fuck, I want to slit his damn throat for even being near her. We were only gone three days. There’s no way in fuck he moved in that much on her in that short of time. Would he? Damn thoughts of the past swirl in my head.
The thought twists my insides, but just like everything else, it doesn’t show on the outside. Calm, cool, and collected. Even when I want to gut him and let him bleed out all over the ground, no one will know my thoughts.
She doesn’t see me as I make my rounds to the guys. Cruz is the first one to come up. “Good?”
“Smooth as silk.” He’s referring to the run and if we accomplished our goal.
He slaps down on my shoulder. “What I like to hear.” He reaches down and tosses a beer my way.
“Thanks.” I fucking need it so I don’t murder the dickhead touching Emery.
Cooper comes up, wrapping his arm around my neck and pulling me to him. “So, big man, the tides have turned, I see.”
I elbow him in the gut and he bends over, heaving while he laughs, asshole.
“Now don’t take shit out on me because you’re pissed off,” he chides, and he’s damn lucky I don’t kick him in the gut.
“How’s everything been goin’ while we were out?” I ask, moving over to the group of our brothers.
Coop shrugs. “Same shit, different day. But the pussy’s good.”
“Cooper Cruz!” Bristyl, Cooper’s woman, shouts from the other end of the area. Women must have supersonic ears.
Cooper lifts his arms in the air out wide. “Only tellin’ the truth, baby.”
I can see Bristyl’s face turn crimson. It’s also the exact moment that Emery turns around seeing where all the noise is coming from. Our eyes connect in a heated way, hardening my cock. Fuck, she just has to look at me and I’m hard. Three days and it feels like weeks since I’ve seen her.
Emery breaks the spell, turning back around to the table. Fuck. That is not the welcome home I wanted to have from her.
“Mr. Jacks!” Mazie, Rhys and Tanner’s little girl—I think she’s five or so, I’m not sure—runs up to me and attaches to my leg. I swear, watching that damn princess villain movie thing with her one time has bonded us for life. She’s never let me live it down.
“Hey, munchkin.”
Her big blue eyes look up at me in wonder. Must be the height. She crooks her finger at me and like what any man would do, I kneel next to her. She cups her little hands around her mouth up to my ear, like she’s going to give me the secrets to the world.
“I wanna dance. Will you dance with me, Mr. Jacks?”
Dance. Really. “Munchkin, I’m not much of a dancer.”
Her lip pouts out. “Please. Daddy said I needed to get some of my energy out and I want to dance, but no one will dance with me. I can’t do it alone. Nobody should dance by themselves, Mr. Jacks. And I pick you!”