Page 66 of Tattooed Love

Blake helped me into the car and closed the door. I knew he had a smug look on his face as he walked around the car. Then, suddenly, I heard his body slam into the side of the car, and I noticed Jax had him by the collar. I had never seen Jax furious, but right now, even I was scared of the look on his face...

“If you touch her, I’ll kill you,” I heard Jax hiss at Blake, before pushing him away.

Blake opened the door, a pissed off look on his face. He slammed it shut, hard, and then turned the key, bringing the engine to life.

He glanced over at me .“You hungry? I think we should get food before heading home.” He didn’t mention Jax’s threat.

I nodded my head in agreement, as I looked into the side view. My brothers were shooting daggers at the car, and that was the last thing I saw as we pulled away.

Chapter 15

Amber

I pulled the t-shirt up and ran my fingers along the two lines. Two simple lines that connect at the top. The stitches now gone, the healing skin was red.

“Amber, you coming out?”

I turned to look in the direction of the doorway. Blake had his arms crossed, his eyes glued to my stomach as I inspected it in front of the mirror. I dropped the t-shirt back down.

“Um yeah,”I said asI moved across the room, picking up my phone. “We’re going now, then?”

Blake nodded his head, letting his arms drop to his side. “Are you sure you want to?”

“Yeah, I don’t mind.” I smiled at him. “Come on.”

Blake put his hand out for me to take, and I took it without thinking twice about it. Old habits die hard. My phone lit up in my hand and I wasn’t surprised when I glanced at the caller I.D.

I hadn’t seen my brothers in over three weeks. Three weeks I had avoided their calls, and their eyes.I had even avoided school, but school couldn’t challenge a Doctor’s certificate, even if it was fake; they didn’t know that bit though.

Jax’s number flashed as the phone vibrated again.

“They’re harassing you tonight,” Blake said, as he closed the front door and watched me block the call once again. “Maybe something’s up?”

“I couldn’t do anything, even if something was,” I pointed out, walking to his car as the phone continued to flash. “We’re going anyway, right?”

I slid into the car. Blake had so been secretive about where we were going but I was just thankful to get out of the house.

Blake started the car up and I closed my door, keeping an eyebrow raised as he pulled out of the driveway.

“Not going to answer?” I pressed, while pulling my seatbelt on.

“Amber, the last three weeks… You… being back in the house… us being, well, you know…”

“Us being what?”

“We’ve been sleeping in the same bed.” He shot me a sideways glance, “It just feels like we are back in a relationship.”

“Yeah, I suppose it has been a bit like that. Apart from you not drinking.” I looked out the window. I still couldn’t believe Blake hadn’t touched a drink for the last three weeks. He said he couldn’t protect me if he was wasted. Blake was a good fighter, even when wasted, so I knew he wasn’t drinking because he didn’t want anything to happen between us.

“Amber? Are we back in a relationship?”

I looked at him gingerly; he looked slightly uneasy.

Blake was never uneasy.

“No. I don’t know.” I frowned. “I don’t know, Blake. The reasons we decided to break up still exist.”

“I’ve shown you! I won’t hurt you.” He shot me a sideways glance again, keeping an eye on the road. “I won’t ever touch you again.”

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