King Asshole

Lily spat her water out, laughing. “Beast? Are you serious right now?”

“You have to admit he’s fucking hot,” Bethany said. “Every girl wants a piece of that action.”

“Jax is not all that,” Wes said.

“Please, you couldn’t even touch him, he’s that dreamy.” Rachel sighed. “What did you do to tame him?”

“I’ve not got a clue.”

“You know what, it doesn’t matter what she did,” Ryan said. “That’s his girlfriend, and you’re grown-ass women. What she does or doesn’t do is none of your business.”

She offered Ryan a smile.

The truth was, she didn’t have the first clue what had drawn Jax’s attention to her. They’d been roommates, but she’d not been annoyed with him either when she saw the way he treated women. He didn’t make apologies for who he was, nor did he seem to encourage them.

Watching him at the bar, she saw the women that came up to him. There were quite a few, which did surprise her as she didn’t expect women to be that open and forward.

“Dani, I didn’t expect to see you here.”

Drawing her attention away from Jax, she saw Fred was there. He had a beer in his hand.

“Fred, hi, how are you?” she asked. “Guys, this is a friend of mine, Fred. Fred, these are my friends.” She still found that a little hard to believe, but she wasn’t going to get into a big, long explanation about how they weren’t really her friends.

Fred nodded at her friends, and she didn’t know what else to say.

“It’s been a long time. I expected you to call me.”

“I’ve been busy, and you weren’t exactly in the best mood last time we spoke.”

“Do you want to dance?” he asked, completely ignoring her.

“Erm, I’m here with someone.”

She felt everyone at the table watching her.

“You are?”

“Yes.”

“She’s with me,” Jax said, stepping toward her.

She’d not even seen him leave the bar.

With her cheeks on fire, she saw Fred’s surprise. “I thought you were just her roommate.”

“You thought wrong.”

“Wow, my bad. I guess I expected more from you.” As Fred walked away she knew she heard him call her a whore.

She’d never been called such a thing.

“What the fuck—”

“What did you just call me?” Dani asked, getting to her feet. She wasn’t about to have anyone call her a name, pastel pink dress be damned.

“Look, if it looks like a whore, sounds like a whore, then guess what? It is one.”

“You son of a bitch!”

She put her hands on Jax’s chest, stopping him from breaking this guy’s face.

Once she was sure Jax was under control, she turned to look at Fred. “You think you have a right to call me a whore? A man who was fucking everything that walked? A guy who thinks I’m just some damn booty call? You think I don’t know about you fucking everything you see? You think I wasn’t just using you for fun? No one, and I mean no one, calls me a whore.” She drew her arm back and slammed it against Fred’s nose. “No one, do you hear me? No one.” She went to hit him again, but someone grabbed her, Jax she imagined, and all of a sudden, she was being led out of the bar.

Jax had her pressed up against the side of the building. The brick dug into her back, the dress she wore not providing any protection.

“I just punched a guy.”

“It was fucking ace. Are you okay? I can go in there and finish the job,” Jax said.

“I don’t like being called a whore. I’m not a whore. I enjoy sex, Jax, but I’m not a whore.”

“I know that.” Jax held her face in both of his hands. “Hey, look at me. You don’t have to defend your actions to me. I know you’re not a whore. I know who you are, Dani. You’re not a whore.”

She held onto his arms, staring into his blue eyes. “I’m not a whore. I’m just a girl that likes sex.”

He chuckled. “I’m a guy that loves sex.”

“We’re two people who love sex and are denying ourselves the pleasure.”

“We’re a little fucked in the head, but there’s not a whole lot we can do.” He pressed another kiss to her lips. “Are you okay?”

“I’m okay.”

“That was fucking epic,” Ryan said. He was holding her jacket and her bag.

Jax let her go but took her hand.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“I’ve finished my shift for the night. It’s time to get some food.”

“Are you sure? You’re not going to get into trouble?”

“No, I won’t get into trouble, certainly not for dickface. Don’t stress about it. We’re good.” He kissed her head. “Now, let’s go and have a good time.”

Chapter Eleven

Jax served up their meal, watching the rapture that came over her face as she took a bite of his food.

“This is so good. I mean, amazingly good.”