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It was meant as a joke, but no one really chuckles because of the validity of it. TK snorts but says, “That’s a lot of personal growth.”
“I think it’s more like hitting rock bottom, actually, but I’m a work in progress. But I swear, nothing I say can ever come back to the club. I would never—”
“We know,” Jennings says. “Trust me, we know.”
Letting out another long breath, she closes her eyes. “Okay, so this impromptu show and tell was fun and everything, but I’d like to pretend like it didn’t happen, okay? You have stuff to do when it comes to finding this serial killer dude, right?”
“This motherfucker has so many aliases that I’m losing my mind. He has the audacity to use Chuck Norris as one of them,” Brock says. “Fucking Chuck Norris?”
“I fucking love Chuck Norris,” Lex says and laughs when most everyone holds back a laugh as she opens her eyes. “What? So, I have learning how to do a roundhouse kick on my bucket list and could watchWalker, Texas Rangerevery day for the rest of my life. Sue me.”
“We have a small area in the garage with workout equipment,” Colt says with a long chuckle, “and Lex pushes harder during the fight scenes of the show.”
Her jaw drops. “I mean, obviously. But, wait, you watch me work out? That’s kind of creepy.”
“Baby, you wear tight shorts and a sports bra. It’s like my ownBaywatchminus the beach and lifesaver under your arm.”
Rolling her eyes, she can’t help but smile at her husband. “Of course it is.”
“My baby’s hot. What do you expect me to do?”
“Get back to work,” she says, but winks at him before turning towards the stairs. “Jamie, why don’t you try to get some sleep?”
The brunette appears around the corner. “How’d you know I was here?”
“Because I’m that good,” she says.
“He’s right, you know.”
“Babe, I can argue that statement ten different ways without knowing whichheyou’re referring to simply because you’ve referenced a man. They are rarely ever right. Especially around here.”
“Hey!” Venom calls out but laughs.
She shrugs. “Tell me where I’m wrong.”
“I’m not Undertaker’s old lady anymore, so I don’t really belong here.”
“Sure you do. You’re my friend, and my friends are welcome. Now go get some sleep. We can’t risk a sociopath finding you.”
Giving a non-committal shrug, Jamie turns around and walks back to the apartment she was shown to. Undertaker, who Lexdidn’t realize had walked back inside, stares after her. Lex just pats him on the shoulder.
“I’m fucked, aren’t I?”
“Yes, and not in the good way,” she says. “Sorry, dude, but you kind of deserve this.”
If he thought she wasn’t serious when she promised to call him out on his bullshit, he doesn’t know who he’s dealing with. As much as Lex likes Undertaker, even she has to admit he’s fallen more than a little short of what he promised Jamie, and Jamie deserves a lot better than this.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Griffin’s Beach
Undertaker
Pounding on the apartment door barely registers with Undertaker as he lies on top of the covers of his bed. He’s done nothing but stare at the ceiling since last night as he runs through everything that’s happened. Everything Lex and Jamie said to him.
They were both right, and he can’t come up with a single idea to fix things with Jamie. To make her see he does love her, even though he failed on every level.
“Undertaker, come on!” Brock shouts. “We’re heading out.”
