Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
The minute Jade called me, everything stopped. She’d sounded upset and I didn’t know what the hell was happening.
Did Jase figure shit out between us?
Did some dickhead touch her at the bar she works at?
I didn’t fucking know and as much as I wanted her to spew it out as fast as she could, I didn’t. I grabbed my keys, dropping the invoice I’d been working on for Locke & Key Towing, and started making my way outside. The only glitch was trying to figure out what vehicle to take, when she finally got to the part of being broken down on the side of the road.
Fifteen minutes later, I’d reached where Jade was, a deserted back road, clearly on her way home from working at the bar, judging by the black top, jean skirt, and canvas style sneakers on her feet. I pulled in front of her car, prepared to hook her up in case I couldn’t figure out what the problem could be.
She greeted me with a hesitant smile, told me she couldn’t get her car to shift into second gear without slamming down on the pedal, and is pretty sure the transmission is shot to shit. Instead of commenting, I wrapped her up in my arms, kissed the crown of her head, and told her she could take one of the spares I keep at the yard until she got a new set of wheels sorted out.
That led to her kissing me, me lifting her by the back of her legs, and us going at each other like we weren’t wrapped up with each other last night.
“Yes, please.” I shake my head, she lets out a giggle, and I get back to what I was doing, offloading her car at Barlow’s.
“Sit tight, once I have it offloaded, I’ll walk in with you to see what Colt has to say.” She’s known Colt for years, hell, everyone has, and she can also take care of this without me running interference. Except she doesn’t have to, and I don’t want her to feel like she’s ever alone.
I hop out of the driver’s side, leaving the door open, knowing I’ll be back in it after I look to make sure my rig is lined up with the parking spot.
“You’re playing with fire, J,” I say as Jade slides down the driver’s side of my tow truck. If it weren’t for me standing there, she’d show the world exactly how soft, firm, and bare she is beneath her jean skirt. I’d know because in my pocket is a pair of her panties I managed to snag from the ground before she could locate them. I’ll keep them at my place for safekeeping and when neither of us can sneak the other in, they’ll be wrapped around my length as I take care of business.
“Who, me?” I can hear the sound of a motorcycle off in the distance, which can only mean one thing. Jace is on his way. How he knows where Jade is is anyone’s guess, and I can tell you one thing: I’m not looking forward to starting a fight out in public.
“J, you’re the fuel to the fire and I’m the wood soaking it the hell up,” she tosses her head back, laughing freely, and only stops when she hears the same distinct sound that I do.
“I’m going to snap his phone in two. I gave him my location for emergencies only. This isn’t one of those times.” Technically, it kind of is, if she’s broken down without a vehicle, but I’m not touching that subject with a ten-foot pole.
“You’d better grab your things from the front seat.” Instead of going around the tow truck, she climbs back inside, bending over, and I’m having to crowd her in again. I swear to christ, she’s trying to kill me, showing the way more than I’d like the world to see.
She’s mine.
“Be right back, I’ve got to talk to brother dear. Will you let Colt know I’ll be inside in a moment?” She’s back on her feet, facing me, and reaching up to peck a kiss on my cheek.
“Will do, you sure you don’t want help with Jace?” I offer, even though I know what the answer will already be.
“Not a chance. Thank you, though, and thanks for picking me up.” Jade’s emerald eyes sparkle with mischief, she’s gonna get it later tonight.
“Get outta here.” I pat her ass as she walks away, Jace pulls in at the same time, and instead of moving her car to offload it, I head inside to talk to Colt and Kara.
I put one booted foot in front of the other. Jade can handle her brother, she has all her life. Even with the ten-year age difference, she’s always been able to hold her own, and in rare occurrences, outmaneuver him.