Shafted(Devil's Blaze MC 4)(54)
“Sure he wouldn’t sweet cheeks. Your Pops killed his own son without a second thought. Hell, he’s killed enough men to fill up two cemeteries. He’s not going to think about it when he puts a bullet between Shaft’s eyes. He’ll probably throw a party to celebrate,” Keys says and Jesus, I need to kill that son of a bitch.
“You’re lying,” Bree snaps at him, but her eyes tell me she knows different, but isn’t ready to accept the truth.
“Whatever. You ready Shaft? We’re supposed to be out looking for our brother, remember? Or you too wrapped up in pussy to work for your club now?”
“Get the fuck out of my house. I’ll be out in a few minutes.”
“Yeah. I think I’m done in here anyway,” he says and then leaves. I stare at the door for a second and only turn to face Bree when her question echoes in the air.
“Is he right? Will being with me get you killed, Jax?”
“Bree…” I have a hard time meeting her eyes. I don’t want to hurt her.
“Will it?” she asks, but from the tears in her eyes, I think she might know the answer.
Chapter Forty-One
Bree
“Answer me!” I yell at him. His eyes are full of so many emotions. My stomach drops to my knees.
“Bree, sweetheart—” he attempts to placate me, but I won’t stand for it.
“Jax, answer me,” I order him, ready to beat the words out of him.
“He’s not exactly going to be thrilled about it. Hell, how could he be?”
I don’t accept that. “Because I found someone who cares about me? Someone I love?”
“Bree, you need to drop that shit.”
“Drop…what?” I huff tapping my foot with a hand resting on my hip.
“This is not some damn fairy tale you grew up reading,” he says to me, his tone exasperated. I don’t know if it’s due to the fight or this conversation.
“What are you talking about?”
“There is no love in the real world.” His words hurt my heart.
I take a step in his direction. “That’s not true.”
“It is. Was it love that got your grandmother killed?”
“What are you talking about?”
“It doesn’t matter. Let’s just let it go. Listen, I need to go try and find Sabre. Are you going to keep your word, or do I need to find a man to watch over you?”
“We’re not done with this discussion,” I growl, wanting to have this out.
“I know, but baby, Sabre is out there somewhere. He has a family that’s worried sick about him,” he says earnestly. Guilt pools in my stomach. I couldn’t imagine the hell that his wife must be going through.
I take a deep, steadying breath. “We will have this out when you get home.”
“That mean you’re going to stay put?” he asks, some of the tension leaving him.
“If I don’t will you have an aneurism?”
“Possibly,” he says his lips going into a smile.
“Then I’ll stay put. You guys are wrong though. Pops will just want me happy and you make me very happy,” I tell him, stepping into him, my arms reaching up to pull his face down to me. He gives me a light kiss. The coppery taste of blood hits me, and I pull back, using my thumb to wipe his bottom lip.
“We’ll know soon, baby, because I sure as hell refuse to give you up.”
“Is that so?”
“Completely. You’re mine now. Remember what I told you this morning. Soak in a tub today and relax.”
“Jax, I’m fine.”
“I’m going to want that sweet little snatch again tonight and the work out I’m planning will need you to soak today.”
“No playing until we have our talk.”
“If you can hold out, I can,” he calls my bluff.
“I can. It’s important.”
“Give your man another kiss.”
“Won’t it hurt you?”
His lip twitches. “It’s worth the pain and then some.”
“I don’t like your friend,” I whisper against his lips before I give myself over to our kiss. Jax’s tongue slides into my mouth, tangling with mine in a sweet and slow movement that I feel all the way to my toes. Sweet agony.
“He’s not my favorite person right now either. Don’t worry. He won’t talk to you like that again,” his words are more than a promise.
“It’s okay, Jax. Honest—”
“No. It’s not. You’re my woman, Bree. Mine and there is no motherfucker who will ever disrespect you while I’m around—especially my own brothers. That’s not happening and Keys needs to learn that.”