Mason_ Inked Reapers MC(1)(101)

“I was twelve,” he told her, and Kait thought her heart might break. She removed her hand and began kissing each and every one of Jasper’s scars. He’d endured so much, and yet he was still finding the courage to chase his dream, to get in the ring and fight every night. He could have run drugs; he could have stabbed people to bend them to his own will. But he rose above all that.



As she kissed his scars, Jasper groaned. They remained there for a few more minutes before he scooped her up in his strong arms. She wrapped her legs around him as he carried her towards the bathroom. She could feel how excited he was. He lowered her gently in to the bathtub and stepped in after her, pulling back the shower curtain. Kait quickly turned on the water, and soon they were both being bathed in the hot stream.



Jasper grabbed her wrists and held them above her head, pushing her back against the wall. It felt strange to have the cool tiles at her back as the warm water splashed over her front. As he held her wrists up he kissed her deeply, his tongue desperately pressing against hers. Kait eagerly kissed him back as she arched her back and ground her hips against him. Jasper groaned again as they kissed.



Kait wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him close. When he entered her, they both gasped in delight.





Chapter 14



It was dark outside as Kait walked through the living room towel drying her hair and wrapped in a robe. Jasper was on the sofa wolfing down the pizza they’d previously ordered. A movie was playing on the television which he was half watching.



Kait dropped down beside him and reached for a slice of the still warm pizza. Her stomach grumbled appreciatively at the sight of it. As Kait took a bite, she realized that she hadn’t eaten all day which was unlike her. She also never ate pizza, always opting for a sensible salad or pasta dish instead. But with Jasper, she felt like she didn’t need to care about all that stuff, that she could just be herself. Eating the pizza reminded her of movie nights with her mother when they’d curl up together on the couch and watch girly films. Kait struggled to remember the last time she’d done something like that. She was always either working or thinking about working. It was as if she’d forgotten how to switch off. Until Jasper came along.



“What are you watching?” She nodded at the television.



“This movie where Denzel Washington is a pilot.” Jasper quickly replied. Kait was impressed by his knowledge.



“You seen it before?”



“Twice.” Jasper replied in between bites of pizza.



“Twice?” Kait asked with a smile on her lips, her tone slightly teasing.



“What?” Jasper turned and looked bashful, his confident demeanour having briefly fallen away.



“So I like movies? I’m not always training you know.”



“So when you’re not training you’re watching movies?”



“Pretty much,” Jasper agreed proudly. “I’m something of a movie geek.”



“Good to know,” Kait laughed.



“What about you?”



“What about me?”



“What do you do when you’re not working?” Jasper eyed her expectantly. Kait paused as she fumbled for a response. She could feel her cheeks beginning to burn with shame. The truth was that somewhere along the way, work had stopped being something she did and had overtaken her life, bleeding out to all areas including her social life. She worked long hours, and when she made it back to her apartment, she’d just drag herself in to bed so that she could wake up bright and early for the next working day.



“I’ve been a bit too consumed with my work lately,” she told him sadly, not wanting to lie and pretend that she was living some exciting, enriched life.



“I know how that can be,” Jasper nodded. “Fighting is my life; it can be hard to switch off.”



“You switched off today,” Kait told him brightly.



“So did you,” Jasper grinned. Kait was smiling back at him when she noticed the glimmer in his eyes fade. He straightened on the sofa and turned his back on the television.



“But tomorrow it all starts up again,” he told her. “You go back to work, and I’m back to training. This,” he gestured to the space between them, “will be put on the back burner.”



Kait struggled to swallow over the lump which had formed in her throat. What did he mean? This was surely the start of something great, something wondrous. Why would he want to take a step back from that? Kait didn’t want to return to who she had previously been. She didn’t want her life to solely revolve around work. When Jasper saved her from knifepoint in the parking lot, he did more than save her from those thugs, he saved her from herself. When she was around him, she was remembering how to live, how to truly be alive. It no longer mattered that she got a promotion or a bigger house; all that mattered was the moment and that they were together in it. But now Jasper was taking all that away again. What did it mean? Did he want to be involved with her or not?