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Fuck it, a few extra hours of me off the grid won’t hurt anyone. And the relaxation that fills me when I get to hold Amber was enough for me to sell my already sold soul to the devil again. I headed back to bed.

She had no idea what was coming next. I knew she could do it. Knew she was more than capable. But the question I didn’t have an answer for, was would she want to? She turned down Tae’s partnership, so why would she accept mine?

Chapter 21

Amber

I stirred in arms I was getting used to sleeping in. I don’t know if Jax knew how much I loved waking up in his arms. I don’t know why he put up with me laying all over him. But he did and it reminded me why I loved him so much.

Simple things, like letting me sleep on him, showed just what kind of heart he really did have. Even though he was known for being heartless. I opened my eyes, my head on his chest. This was perfection. Then I snuck a glance up, expecting to see him asleep. Instead, I saw his eyes open and on the ceiling.

I knew that look. He had something on his mind.

“Morning.” I smiled and it was genuine. I was beginning to love waking up with him here. I was beginning to love going to sleep with him.

“Morning.” He pulled himself up the bed. “You feeling all right?”

I looked at him a little confused. I had a feeling I should be asking him that question. I looked him in the eye, as he attempted to hide whatever he was stressing about.

“I’m good.” I turned to face him completely. “You feeling all right?” I asked back at him. And by his tight expression and short nod of the head, it only confirmed what I already knew. He wasn’t okay. He wasn’t fine. And something was on his mind, which was stressing him out.

“So, how long have you been up?” I pushed the blankets down and went to get up, only to have his arms wrap around me and pull me back.

“Not long. Where you going?”

I was trying to give him an easy way out. I knew Jax, he didn’t share problems with me. He faced them alone. So, I was getting up and pretending like I hadn’t seen his expression or the look in his eyes.

“I have to get up. Get Jack up. Start the day.” I didn’t let him pull me back completely. I was guessing Jax was going back to the club today. So, I doubted I would be seeing much of him for the rest of the week. I’m sure he had a hell of a lot to do.

“Do you have a busy day?”

I wasn’t facing him, so he didn’t see my expression. But I heard the nerves in his voice when he asked that question, which only meant one thing. He had something he wanted to tell me and he knew I wasn’t going to take it well.

I sighed. Great. I bet he was going to take off again.

“Yeah, I’ve got a lunch date.” I pushed his arms off me. I was pissed off. No, I was hurting already and I hadn’t even heard the speech yet. The speech he had been practicing all night to tell me. You know the speech where he tells me it is better if he isn’t in my life.

I got up and because my pissed off attitude was turning into uncontrollable rage quickly, I turned around to look at him. “So, where did you go last night?” I crossed my arms and tried to keep my cool.

His eyes widened. “What did you hear?”

I arched my eyebrows at that. “What did I hear?” I looked at him, not impressed. So, he was doing something, was he? What? What was he up to in the middle of the night? “What was I not meant to hear?”

“Amber, before you say anything let me explain.”

“Is that your favorite sentence or something?” I snapped. “I’m sick of listening to you explaining shit to me. When we all know what you want.” My eyes locked with his. “You just want me to do what I’m told. You want to leave me. Go for it. I’m used to you walking in and out of my life.” I pointed a finger at him. “But you can’t walk out of Jack’s.”

“You didn’t hear a word last night, did you?” His eyes focused on me, looking for any sign on whether I had or hadn’t heard whatever he done last night.

I shrugged. “What does it matter, you’ve already got your speech prepared. I’ll just schedule in a time today to hear it.” I left him sitting up in the bed and headed for my closet.

How many fucking times do I have to let him in to learn my lesson? He pulled me in, and they just when I start to trust him, he knocks me out with a right hook that I wasn’t expecting.

“Sweetheart, calm down.”

I scoffed. The king had gotten out of bed.

“Amber.”

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