Page 15 of Jake's Angel

“I’m not …”

There’s noise to our left. I turn to see what it is and catch a glimpse of blonde hair, but I am completely surprised when her hands grab my face, turning me toward her. Before I can ask her what she’s doing, her lips are crashing into mine.

She’s hesitant at first. Her lips moving softly. She nibbles at my bottom lip with hers, tentatively. Her inexperience is evident in her every move. Deciding against my better judgment and taking full advantage of the moment, I wrap my hand around the nape and take control of the kiss. Running my tongue along the seam of her lips until she opens herself to me. I don’t know what the hell is going on, but what I do know is I like the intoxicating taste of her syrupy sweet mouth on mine.

Her arms circle my neck, her fingers rubbing the back of my head and across my shoulders as her lips continue to move over mine and our tongues continue to taste and tease each other. I tilt her head back, giving me better access and deepen the kiss. Pushing my knee between her thighs, I can feel the heat coming off her body. She moans softly, and I know if I don’t stop soon, I’m going to take her right here against the wall.

My hand makes its way to her ass, giving it a firm squeeze, and she breaks the kiss. Our breaths are ragged. Her lips are swollen and red from kissing mine. I watch as her eyes go from hazy and filled with lust to confused and scared. She pushes against my chest. Another expression I can’t quite decipher dances across her beautiful face.

Her sudden withdrawal and stuttered breathing forces me to release her and take a few steps back. I’m not sure what caused her sudden panic, but I give her the space she needs.

Her hand raises to her mouth, her fingers gently caressing her lips. She’s trying to process what the hell just happened between us.

Me too, Angel. Me too.

I smile to myself.

Her head turns toward the bathroom door. I follow her gaze, to find two of the teen movie trio giggling as they rush from the bathroom back to their table.

Guess they caught our little show.

The door behind me slams, drawing my attention back to the now empty wall. I was distracted, and she took the opportunity to escape through the back door. Aroused, and feeling a little used, I want to follow her but I don’t.

She’s like all the others. She had her thrill and now she’s gone.

The thought pisses me off, but I don’t have time to wrestle with why it makes me angry or why I care. It doesn’t matter.

It was just a kiss. She’s not my problem.

I turn my focus back to the reason I came here in the first place. Getting Sadie back to the clubhouse before Pop and Gabe lose their shit.

CHAPTER FIVE

AVERY

I don’t knowwhere to go, but I took the chance he wouldn’t follow me and headed down the alley for a few blocks. Using the burner phone Sadie gave me, I texted her and told her I was going to go for a walk. She’s texted back that she’s going with those guys back to their clubhouse, whatever that is. Skyler, her friend, whose husband was standing sentry behind her, is also going to the clubhouse.

Oh my God. I kissed him. I kissed the biker. I. Kissed. Him.

And what a good kisser he is. NO. No. Stop it, Avery!

What the hell was I thinking?

Shit.He’s going to think I’m the world’s biggest slut. I just threw myself at him.

My cheeks heat with the realization. I lean against the brick wall of a building, cradling my head, and take in a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.

Why did I do it?

I was thinking Bethany and her band of bottle blonde idiots were going to recognize me and turn me in. If they hadn’t walkedin, none of this would’ve happened. I had to do something, so I used kissing Jake as a distraction, hoping they wouldn’t recognize me.

What the hell were they doing in Oak Ridge, anyway? There’s nothing in this town for rich girls like them. There are no large fancy hotels or country clubs. No Saks Fifth Avenue or Bloomingdale’s around here for them to spend their daddy’s money in. There’s no foreseeable reason for them to be here, unless maybe they’re just passing through on the way to somewhere else.

That’s got to be it.

All I know is I saw them, and I had to take action.

Whether it worked, I have no idea, but…I freaking kissed him. And then I ran away.

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