Page 9 of Reckless
“Sure, but what is the big deal?” I try to study his face and read him but I can’t.
“Not something I can talk about.” He kisses me before moving me off of him and onto the bed. “Gotta go, do what I said.”
I nod and then he’s gone.
That was so weird. Who am I kidding. This whole thing is fucking crazy.
My phone buzzes and when I look down, my breath catches at the name on my screen. Tony.
Unlocking the phone, I see his message.
Tony: you need to come get the rest of your stuff by tomorrow, or it’s trash.
A pit forms in my stomach. I don’t want to see him again. I don’t have much there and consider leaving it so that I can avoid the whole situation.
Another message comes in, and I open it.
Jess: Here. You’re lucky I was already out.
I grab my purse and walk out of the room, hoping I’m heading in the right direction. Seeing the large main room, I breathe a sigh of relief. The same group of women Jess pointed out last night are sitting at a few tables. I can feel the daggers they're staring at me. I try to do the most respectable walk of shame ever, pretending like their judgment doesn't bother me. Walking outside, the blaring sun blinds me for a minute, but I catch sight of Jess's car.
Opening the door, I plop down on the seat, hoping if I avoid her gaze she won’t ask questions.
“Where were you all night, ho-bag?” She laughs as she starts to pull out of the lot.
Guess that plan didn’t work.
“You were with Wrench all night weren't you?" She cocks an eyebrow at me, and I can feel my cheeks redden.
“It’s actually not what you think.” I can’t believe that he’s Jax, I thought I’d never see him again.
I used to have the biggest crush on him, but he never seemed interested in any kind of a relationship with anyone, especially me. I was like his little sister. I would go out with any guy who asked, just to try and forget the way I felt about him. I never did though, even when I was with Tony. My thoughts would always drift back to him.
"Oh, yeah? What was it then?" She laughs, and I know it sounds like a dumb excuse.
“Remember that one guy from high school I told you about?”
“The one you always loved…blah, blah, blah.” She rolls her eyes. Jess is not the hopeless romantic at all.
“Jeez, thanks.”
“Sorry, tell me what you were trying to say.” She half smiles at me.
"Wrench is Jax. He's the guy from high school." Suddenly she hits the brakes, and I'm flying forward. I catch the dashboard with my hands and thankfully save my face from hitting it. "What the hell, Jess?"
She just shakes her head and then looks over at me. “You can’t get attached to him.”
What the hell is she talking about?
"You're a club girl; we aren't allowed to become old ladies. He can never claim you." She looks at me like I understood what she just said.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about. No one is saying anything about claiming.”
She laughs in disbelief. "You can't get attached to him because you can't deny the other brothers. You can never just be his. When one of the brothers really cares about a girl, they claim her. It's them telling the club that this girl is theirs and she's off limits. He can't do that with you; it isn't allowed."
“Okay…”
“I’m serious. You can’t fall for him, it will be nothing but trouble.” She pulls into our parking lot and looks over at me. “I should have never brought you there.”
