When Jessa opened her eyes, she looked up and Blaine was still awake. He was just staring into the darkness. It was three in the morning and there was no way Blaine should have been awake. Jessa’s body felt numb and tingly still. It had been three hours since they last had sex and Jessa wanted more. Blaine had opened a part of her she didn’t know existed. Some wild side. Or maybe it was pregnancy hormones. Either way, Jessa loved it.
“Why are you awake?” Blaine whispered.
“Why are you?”
“Don’t worry about me.”
“I am,” Jessa said. “Everything worries me. I have to figure all this out. Everything is going to change.”
“I know.”
“My body… my mind… we’re going to have a baby, Blaine.”
“We are.”
“You keep thinking about them, don’t you? Why?”
Blaine looked at Jessa. “Because I wasted so much time. I was ripped apart long before they were taken from me. And you’ve put me back together, Jessa. Now it makes everything bigger. I have something to lose now. And all I want to do is protect it.”
“You will,” Jessa said. “I swear to you, Blaine, I trust you.” Jessa took his hand and placed it on her stomach. “We trust you.”
“You don’t know what that means to me. But it also fucks with my head. I think of all the danger I’ve seen in my life. When I was on both sides of the tracks. It’s not easy. And to think that I lost you once… I can’t go through that again. What I put you through that night.”
“Blaine, please…”
“If you hadn’t gone to the house, Vin wouldn’t have you in his sights.”
Jessa couldn’t argue that. In so many ways, Blaine had taken her life by storm and maybe even ruined it. Jessa thought of it a different way. Blaine took her by storm and had her hand tight in the craziest ride possible.
“I’m going to be mean for a second,” Jessa whispered. “We’re here, Blaine. Whoever isn’t… isn’t. I’m not a badass outlaw like you, but I can’t imagine worrying about yesterday is going to keep you focused on tomorrow.”
“Damn, that’s deep,” Blaine said. “That kind of talk could make me hard.”
“You could get hard if I burped.”
Blaine smiled. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
Jessa playfully slid her hand down between Blaine’s legs.
He was hard.
“Blaine…”
“What?” he asked. “You ever hear the sound of your voice? Damn. It’s smooth and sexy.”
“Is that the only thing you like about my mouth?” Jessa asked.
“What do you think?”
“I think we’re having a very rough morning,” Jessa said.
She kissed Blaine’s neck and let her fingers scale the length of his hard shaft.
It was starting to grow on Jessa… being wild and free.
But she also knew the price that came with it. That was the reaper waiting right outside the door, ready to strike.
thirty.
Miller cleared the clubhouse except those who normally sat at the table.
They had all the intel they needed.
Eight Under was getting a delivery of guns. Just like the other guy’s note had said.
“We tracked it,” Shay said. “They parked the car and left it. A big RV showed up. Looked like it was dumping its tank, but they were loading up. It’s just sitting there.”
“Boy, that’s risky,” Trev said.
“It’s slow and calculated,” Miller said.
“So let’s attack,” Blaine said.
“We have to think this through,” Gaige said. “How to isolate everyone.”
“Gun fight,” Jace said. “Let’s pick one. Just get everyone fired up.”
“Not with Ethan on our ass,” Miller said. “We’ll be behind bars with gun charges.”
“Shit,” Blaine said. “We can take the guns to immobilize Eight Under, but we have to make sure Vin gets his. From me.”
“Guns first, brother,” Miller said.
A cell phone started to ring. Miller grabbed it and threw it to Shay. He rushed outside the bar to answer.
“I have an idea to distract Ethan,” Blaine said. “How far can we go to end all this?”
“Whatever it takes,” Gaige said.
“I need a bottle, some gas, and a towel,” Blaine said.
“What the hell are you planning?” Trev asked.
“Fuck yourselves,” Blaine said. “Trust me now.”
“That’s scary,” Landon said.
“We have one shot at this,” Miller said. “Our other scheduled gun run is going down next week. We can’t have this fucked up.”
Shay appeared in the doorway. “Miller. That was Levi. Eight Under wants to meet. They want to settle. Get out of Frelen.”
Miller raised an eyebrow and looked at Blaine. “Thoughts?”
“Maybe Vin fucked them,” Blaine said.
“Aye,” Shay said. “They said Vin had lost it. Was cutting out on his own.”
“Jesus Christ,” Gaige said. “What do we do now?”
“We’ll take the meet,” Miller said. “See what their story is. All of us go. Get ready for the war.” He looked at Blaine. “We’ll take out Eight Under. We’ll steal the shipment of guns. Then we’ll find Vin.”
“I fucking love it,” Blaine said. “Now get me what I need.”
***
Blaine lit the towel on fire and threw it across the lot. It exploded at the back office building of the Back Down Devil MC junkyard. It would take a few minutes to really get going, but soon enough, half the compound would be on fire.
It would look like a blatant attack on the MC and would attract Ethan like a moth to a flame.
That would give the MC the distraction they needed.