I chew and take a drink of my coffee. “I think you might be crazy.” I shake my head and open my mouth for another bite.
His other hand slides to the back of my neck and gives me a squeeze. My belly quivers at his touch, and I know I’m in trouble with him. “Learn it now, Patience. When I put my mind to something, I see it through. So don’t try to fight me on this. Cause’ I’ll win.”
“I appreciate what you’re trying to do here, but what’s the catch?”
“No catch. I like you, babe. Plan on fucking you till I get my fill, or you’ve gotten yours. To do that I need to keep you safe. That means keeping bastards like Choke from doing something that’s gonna piss me off.”
“Right,” I murmur, heat spreading over my body like wildfire at the thought of fucking Jagger again.
“Babe?”
“Hmm?”
“You better get a move on.”
My face blanks.
“Work?” He chuckles. “Get that mind off my cock. You got a class to get to. Numbers and the alphabet.”
“Oh shit,” I hiss and rush upstairs.
Chapter 9
Jagger
“Thanks for coming out, guys. Much appreciated.” I nod to the three guys Kurt sent over to see to the gate and get a quote on a fence to at least cut anyone off from bypassing the gate.
“No problem. Shouldn’t take us more than a week to get it all done depending on the gate you want and type of fencing.”
Hell, I didn’t even think of asking Patience what she’d want. This is my gig but her house. I don’t want her to hate what I have installed. “Tell you what. Just go start getting the measurements.” Truth and Tread are rolling up to see to the security system I called about. That’s the thing about Black Rebel Riders’ MC. If a brother calls and needs you, we all step up to take care of our own.
They climb off their bikes and I greet them both with a fist bump. “Morning. Glad you could make it.”
“You shacking up with this chick?” Tread glances toward Kurt’s guys as they start marking off for the fence.
“Just helping a friend.”
Truth snorts. “Hate to break it to you, Jag, but a man don’t go to all this trouble and pull favors for a woman who is just a friend. And he damn sure don’t tackle a man like Choke and block him from getting his dick sucked if he isn’t invested. You like this broad.”
I shrug. “She’s all right.”
“Fuck. She has that voodoo pussy.” Tread chuckles. “One taste and you’re hooked for life, brother. Mark my words. Next week you’ll be moving your shit into the closet and claiming the barn for your mancave.”
“You’re fucking crazy. It ain’t even like that. Don’t even know her that well.”
“Right. You caught shot of her what two three days ago and look where we’re standing. Out here in her driveway to install a new security system for a piece of ass. You’re dumber than you look.” Truth lights up a cigarette.
“Let me get one of them.” He passes me one as I dig my lighter out of my pocket. Lighting up, I take a hard drag. “Any sign of Choke?”
“No.” Tread shares a look with Truth. “But another body turned up about twenty miles south. Prez thinks he’s working his way to Tennessee. He’s in a call with Hades and his Devils Rejects.”
“Any word on the victim yet?”
“You remember Amanda Hayworth?”
“That chick who manages the Quick ‘N Save Mart?”
“That’s the one. Trucker pulled over to take a piss and saw her pink toenails sticking out of the weeds. Heard it go over the scanner. Word is she’d been there about a week. No one had reported her missing because she was supposed to be on vacation.”