She storms past all of us and back out into the yard.
“Not sure where she’s going,” Sam says. “Unless she’s going to hitchhike.”
“Go pick her up,” I tell Colette.
“I’m not fond of cleaning up your messes,” she says.
“This one is unusual,” I say. “She wants to be a Vigilante and doesn’t understand how things work.”
“I see,” Colette says. “All right. I’ll take her back.” She steps up tome and pokes my shirt. “But you better turn over a new leaf. I’m not going to let young innocents get brokenhearted because you had bad judgment with that other woman.”
I hold up my hands. “Understood.”
Sam shakes his head. “Jax, my man, you have got to get your pecker under wraps.”
I almost correct him on this matter, but decide it’s best just to let it go.
5: Mia
I’ve never been more grateful for a pair of stolen shoes in my life.
The Phase One Trainee sneakers are like walking on air, even if I am leaving in a huff from a barn in the middle of God-knows-where, just minutes after my first orgasm.
My face blazes just thinking about it.
Then he rejected me.
God.
Thankfully the blazer that came with the navy pantsuit is heavy enough for the blustery wind. In the sun, I’m relatively warm, but as I pass the shadow of the old house, I shiver.
The three of them are talking at the barn still. Jax wants to pawn me off on that French woman. She’s nice, but I’m not going to do anything he says again.
Ever.
The ground crunches beneath my shoes as I head up the long drive. I’ll get to the road, stick out my thumb, and start another life of danger. I’ll hitchhike with truck drivers.
So there.
They’ll probably try to do something to me, though.
Ugh.
This line of thought takes me straight back to the barn, and Jax hovering over me, hands working, his beautiful face inches from mine.
Damn it.
I want the rest of it. Him naked too. All the things lovers do.
My body flushes hot.
Gah. This isn’t helping.
The trees rustle overhead. They tower on either side of the long drive like soldiers. This must have been an amazing homestead at one time.
A car rumbles up behind me. It’s probably Jax and his fancy friends, all jetting off to their next big adventure. Danger that I’m too sweet and innocent for, apparently.
I am the one who got us out of that stupid silo. I was the special one with the security bracelet.
