I shrugged. “I have no idea.” And I really didn’t. J could be a moody bastard and I figured he was just in one of his moods, especially because of what was happening with Nix and the club.
“Are you sure you want him to take you back home? I could drive you,” he offered.
“No, I’ll go with J,” I said quickly and Blake raised his eyebrows at me.
Shit. That was pretty eager of me. Fuck, this wasn’t good. I needed to keep my distance from J.
“No, maybe you could drive me,” I changed my mind and looked to Blake who was nodding in agreement.
“Madison is with me,” J growled, and I turned around to find him almost right behind me. He caught me by surprise and I stumbled back a little, and his hand shot out to catch me from falling. His arm snaked around my waist and he held me firmly. I looked up at him as he stepped closer to me; our breath mingled and I felt my stomach clench with that feeling of anticipation that I hadn’t known since we broke up. “You’ll ride with me, it’s safer,” he ordered.
“I think Madison can make her own mind up,” Blake retorted.
J tore his eyes from mine to glare at Blake. “Did you not fucking hear me the first time? She rides with me.”
“You’re joking aren’t you?” Blake snorted, “Madison is a grown woman and can make her own decisions.”
“Do I look like I am fucking joking?” J challenged Blake, and I realised it was time to cut in before this got out of hand. Blake was still being polite, probably for my sake, but if push came to shove, Blake wouldn’t hesitate to take J on.
I laid a hand on J’s chest and said to Blake, “It’s okay, I’ll ride with J. He’s right. With Nix off their radar it will be safer for me to stick with him.”
Blake and J continued glaring at each other, and I pushed on J’s chest and pulled myself out of his hold. “Are we going?” I asked him, impatiently.
He looked away from Blake to me and nodded. “Yeah, I’ll get our stuff and meet you outside.” With that, he gathered up our belongings and headed out to his bike, shooting Blake one last glare before he left.
“Like I said, moody,” Serena stated and looped her arm through mine as we followed him out. She turned her head to me with a wicked glint, “I bet he’s fucking intense in bed, right?”
“Oh my god! We are not going there,” I shook my head in exasperation. Serena had a one track mind most days and today was no exception.
She laughed and I couldn’t help but join her; she really was the sunshine in my life.
***
I grabbed Blake and Serena in a group hug. “I’ll call you once we are there. Will be in about four or five hours.”
J was waiting for me on his bike and I could sense his impatience so I finished my goodbyes and climbed on behind him. Apart from the other night, it had been years since I’d been on the back of a bike and it felt good. I had missed it. Wrapping my arms around J’s waist, I tried to wipe away the thoughts of just how good it felt to be on his bike. He pulled my hands so that I was holding him tighter and pleasure shot through my body at his touch. I wondered if he felt it too, but quickly dismissed that thought because, let’s be honest, he was the one who had ended it all those years ago.
We took off and I settled in for a long trip. It would give me some time to try and get my thoughts and feelings about J, and going home sorted out. As much as it thrilled my body to be close to him, my head and heart weren’t thrilled. He had been the love of my life; breaking up with him had devastated me. We had many nasty run-ins after we separated, and it had crushed me to watch him go through woman after woman. After I moved, I’d never heard from him, and had not intended to see him again. My heart was still fragile; I hadn’t given it away since he shattered it and I wasn’t sure it could cope with being near him again. The heart wants what it wants. Often we have no say over who it chooses, and I was just trusting and hoping like hell that my heart knew that J had the power to break me again.
Chapter 9
Jason
I leaned into the doorframe of the clubhouse bar, crossed my arms in front of me and settled back to watch the duel between Scott and Madison. We had arrived back not fifteen minutes ago and they were already at it.
“I don’t want you going to see Crystal now because I can’t go with you. Gotta be somewhere else.” Scott was getting really pissed off, but then again, when wasn’t he pissed off with Madison.
Madison shot back, “I’m quite capable of going by myself.”
My eyes wandered down to her hips where she had placed her hands. She had on the tightest fucking jeans and all the assholes in here were mentally undressing her. I wanted to tell them to all fuck off, but I had no right to those thoughts anymore.