Page 114 of Tattooed Love

“Mai is Mai. You don’t really care about her,” he said.

“Yeah I do actually. I sorta have a problem with my boyfriend running around with other women.”

“Maybe I shouldn’t be your boyfriend anymore then.”

I froze. Well, that was as blunt and as cold as he could get it.

“You’re breaking up with me?”

“I don’t have time for petty drama.” Jax slipped from his bottle. “Like this right now.”

“You’re breaking up with me?” I repeated.

“Never took you as the dumb type Amber.”

What could I say to that? I cared for him and he was breaking up with me like this!

“Why?” I couldn’t believe I was letting myself ask that question, but I needed to know.

“What you did this morning just showed me how immature you are.”

I could have fought him, told him my point of view and how I felt. But what was the point? I would be fighting for someone who didn’t want to be won. I got up from the bed slowly, mainly because I was still in shock. I couldn’t say I had experienced this before. I was usually the one to end things, not the other way around.

“Amber?”

I turned around, the door knob already in my hand, ready to be twisted.

“Keep your shit together while on this ride. Don’t be crying or moping around.”

Chills overtook my sadness, and I narrowed my eyes at as I replied, “You’re not worth a single tear Jackson.”

Closing the door behind me, I gritted my teeth, trying to stop myself from going back in there and punching him raw for how he had just treated me.

“Amber?”

I looked down the hall with wide eyes, seeing Tyler standing there, fully clothed.

“Hey!” I kept my voice low, and I knew there was tears filling up my eyes, as much as I fought them.

“What’s wrong?” Tyler went to move forward towards me and I raised a hand to stop him.

“Nothing. I just found out that you guys were right. Night Tyler.”

I turned away quickly and walked fast to my bedroom. My brothers were right! Jax was a user. Nothing more than a man who sleeps with one and then moves to the next. He wanted me, he got me, and then he dumped me.

As cold as it sounded, why had I ever expected different from him?

***

“Morning.” Troy greeted me as I walked outside, pulling my sunglasses down quickly, blocking the sun.

“Morning.” I muttered back, heading in the direction of the car. “I made the call, everything is set,” I added, before opening the door and slipping into my car. “The deal is set for tomorrow night.”

We had a few hours’ drive to the town over, and the deal was meant to be tonight, but tomorrow night was as good as any. Troy nodded his head understanding what I meant. The deal was in place; now all we had to do was deliver.

I fiddled with the radio while the boys straddled their bikes. A knocking on my window got my attention.

“Here, the channel is all set.” A prospect said, handing me a small hand-held radio. “Jax has the ear piece, and we have the other one.”

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