Page 54 of Timeless

“You don’t control me anymore.” She went to pull her hand away again but I just pressed it harder in my chest, holding her hand over the heart she controlled.

“Well, you control me.” I wasn’t going to even pretend like she didn’t. I wasn’t going to take the higher ground and act like I didn’t feel what I feel for her. “So, tell me what you want?” She had me, all of me. I lived for her, I breathed for her, and she had given me a son. I loved her to fucking pieces and I wasn’t going to stand here and act like I wasn’t living for her.

I would do anything she said. I’d even try and be the man she needed. I’d turn my back on my family, on my club, if it meant she was promising to stay with me. My fears about her costing me the club were gone. I’d give the club up. I’d walk from being King. I didn’t give a fuck about it. Didn’t care who I offended doing it.

All I cared about was her.

Tears swelled in her eyes. “I just want Jack safe. That’s it. I don’t care about me. Just him.”

That’s all she wanted?

“Done.” I’d put every man who swore their lives to me in between them and harm’s way. And if they failed, I’d be the one standing firmly making sure no one hurt them.

I’d face down any threat to make sure she and my son were safe.

She didn’t even need to ask it of me. I would always make sure they were safe. And once word got out that Amber and Jack were mine, I doubt anyone would want to hurt them. Because they would have to know it was a death wish.

My family would be untouchable—I’d make sure of it.

No sane man or woman would threaten the women and son of the King.

“I…” Her words dried up and she looked up at me, torn. What was going through her head?

“You what?” I dipped my head, trying to get her to open up.

“Are you still leaving?” Tears were still running down her cheeks. Did she really think I would leave? After this?

“I panicked, Amber. Meeting Jack terrifies me.”

Her face softened “He is only a six-year-old.” She stepped in closer to me. “Who loves you, Jax.”

“He is my son and I don’t want to disappoint him.” It was the truth.

She tilted her head, looking up at me. “Is that the only reason you were leaving?”

I nodded.

“I don’t know what I should do.” She closed her eyes for a second and let out a long breath. “If you enter his life, you can’t just walk out of it when you feel like it.”

“What do you want me to say?” I tucked her hair behind her ear; it was blocking my view of her face. Whatever she wanted to hear, I’d say it. I dipped my head, to look her in the eye. “Do you need to hear I’ll always be in your life?”

She moved her hand on my chest. “You can’t promise me that.” Her voice was just above a whisper, her words were gentle. She really thought I couldn’t promise her that?

I let go of her hand and she might have taken that as a sign I was letting go of her and not promising her I would stay but she was wrong.

Her hand automatically fell off my chest, as soon as I wasn’t holding it there. Her eyes were still on me but I saw the hollowness and distance in them. She honestly believed I couldn’t promise her that I would always be in her life.

“Jax, what are you doing?” She frowned.

Her eyes went wide, as I shrugged my vest off, letting it drop on the floor—I knew if my father had seen me drop the vest on the floor like it meant nothing well he would kick my ass for showing the club that kind of disrespect. But right now, the woman I love was doubting me.

The fact I was seen as the King of the Underworld didn’t matter. My reputation didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was what Amber thought of me.

“Jax, seriously what are you doing?”

“Reminding you.” I unclicked my holsters and guns. I took the guns out and put them on the bed. I unstrapped my holster and laid it on the bed.

“Of what?”

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