"You want to come home with me?" Jagger asked, his lips next to her ear.They had been wrapped up in one another for a long time, she wasn't sure how long really."Sounds good to me." She stretched her arms up, encircling them around his neck, and pulled him down, kissing him softly on the lips."Do I need to follow you back to your apartment to get your clothes?"She shook her head. "Nah, I did laundry today so all my clothes are in my car."He squeezed her around the waist tightly, her feet coming off the floor briefly before setting her down again. "Good, I'll follow you to the clubhouse then.""I need to tip out and stuff. You can go before me," she offered, reaching down to pull her underwear back up around her waist."No." His eyes hardened. "Is that asshole here tonight?"Bianca didn't know who had tipped him off to Money Bags, but she really wished they hadn't. "He's not causing me that much of an issue, but he is here.""Any issue is enough for me to be worri
Jagger quietly let himself into his dorm, surprised to find Bianca still awake."What are you doin' still up?" he asked, shutting the door behind him.She sat in the chair facing his bed, a textbook in her lap. Grinning, she answered, "You forget that I'm a complete night owl. Usually I don't go to bed until 2 a.m. It's the nature of having the job I do.""When you actually get into a full-time teaching position, it's gonna be rough on you," he laughed, taking his cut and shirt off."Don't I know it? How'd your meeting go?""Good," he nodded, not elaborating on anything. It was best to just leave things open ended. Bianca watched as he continued taking his clothes off and then pulled the covers of the bed back. "Are we going to bed?" she asked, her eyebrow raised."I don't know about you, but I'm tired." She stood up and divested herself of her clothes too, leaving her naked. "Can I have a shirt?""You know where they are." He pointed to his dresser and watched as s
Plans were coming together for the Heaven Hill MC. Somehow they had to prove that Raymond Tucker and the Vojnik knew each other. After discussing it for hours, the decision was made to break into Raymond Tucker's home and see what they could find. Everyone agreed that if there was something that would prove the connection Raymond would be cocky enough to have it at his home. It was obvious the way he went about things that he thought he was untouchable."I'm tellin' you and Layne right now. Don't get caught." Liam pointed a finger at Jagger as he and Layne were getting their equipment together.Jagger's palms were sweaty. He wasn't the type of person to do a B&E. He would do it though, just like he explained to Bianca the night before. Bianca. What he wouldn't give to still be lying in bed with her rather than preparing to do this. "This can't come back on her," he warned the group again."It's not going to," Tyler assured his friend. He clamped a hand on Jagger's back. "I hat
Jagger pulled his phone out of his pocket and sighed as he saw a missed call and two texts from Bianca. "Shit.""What's wrong?" Layne asked as he walked over to where Jagger sat.The two of them were at a local coffee shop, waiting to meet with their sheriff friend, Rooster. "Friend" was actually too strong a word, but he was useful sometimes and they all tried to work together whenever possible."B called and then texted twice. I should probably see what she wanted," he said as he dialed and put the phone to his ear.On the other end, Bianca answered. "Hey, I was tryin' to call you earlier.""I see that. I had some business to take care of for the club, so I was out of cell range. What did you need?""Full disclosure...I'm teaching tomorrow."Immediately, he stopped everything. "At the middle school?"She sighed. "Yeah. I know you don't want me to be doing it, but I have to get my hours in. The way for me to do it is student teaching and substituting. I have to do what
Bianca could hear her heels clicking against the concrete as she made her way into the school. Her heart thundered in her chest this time for different reasons than the first time. She was no longer nervous about how she would do, she was now nervous about who would be there and what might be said to her."Good morning, Stacey." She did her best, but the smile didn't exactly meet her eyes as she signed in at the office."Morning, Bianca. Here's everything you need for your classes today." The other woman handed her a badge and what looked to be lesson plans. "Thanks." Their greeting was awkward and Bianca wasn't sure why. She cleared her throat and tapped her toe against the carpeted floor. "I wanted to say thank you again for the email you sent me after the last time I was here. I really do appreciate it.""You're welcome. I think you're a nice woman, and from what I've heard about you, you've worked hard to make your dreams come true. The kids need someone like you around. Y
Bianca fumed as she stomped out of the front door of the school. As Rooster asked her to do, Stacey had met her outside the office and given her what she needed to get paid for her day. Bianca hadn't missed that look in Stacey's eyes that said she knew something was going on. The secretary just hadn't been sure of what it was. Her blood boiled as she hit the front stoop and saw Liam, Jagger, and Rooster hanging out in the parking lot. She wanted to turn and walk towards her car, but if she did, she would never get a mad on like this again."Fuck it," she mumbled and made her way to over where the three men lounged against a police cruiser and their bikes. Her heels sounded against the blacktop, and she knew by the frequency of the clicks she really should have been running."Hey baby," Jagger greeted her, opening his arms for her.She moved so that he couldn't wrap them around her body and held her finger up. "Don't 'baby' me. I'm furious at the three of you."Jagger took a mom
Bianca sat on the couch, her legs in Jagger's lap. She studied while he flipped through files on an iPad he had pulled out of his bag. She asked quietly what he was doing, but he had only grunted and indicated he was looking for something that tied everything together. She made the decision to just let him come to her when he was ready. As she got a little bit more comfortable, the two of them heard footsteps coming up the stairs outside and a knock at the door."You stay here," Jagger told her as he stood up, pulling a gun from behind his back. He made sure one was in the chamber and walked over to the door, slightly pulling the curtain back.She stiffened, not sure who was on the other side of that door. It made her nervous not to know just what the fuck was going on. This had never been the life that she lived, but she knew that with Jagger here this would be her life from now on, and she took that for what it was."It's the guys," he told her, putting the safety back on the g
Jagger awoke the next morning to his phone ringing incessantly. The first time he reached over and shut it off. In seconds it rang again."I think someone is really tryin' to get in touch with you," Bianca grumbled, putting her head under her pillow. It wasn't his pre-pay so Jagger knew it wasn't Liam or one of the other members of the club. "Somebody better be fuckin' dead. It's 5 a.m.," he growled into the phone."Sorry, but I figured you would want to hear this."Jagger recognized Rooster's voice, and just like that he was awake and sitting up, his mind working on all cylinders. "Talk to me.""I took my suspicions to my superiors yesterday. With what evidence we had—I embellished where yours came from slightly—they issued a search warrant for Raymond Tucker's house and his office at the school. We are executing that search warrant today. I'm giving you a personal heads up. I've also called Liam."Jagger reached over and shook Bianca awake. "Are you teaching today?" he a
The temperature in the cab of the truck was downright frigid as Remy drove to Tyler's house to drop off Addie first. Tatum refused to meet his gaze and that flat out pissed him off. If she was going to give herself to another man and then have the balls to sit in front of him like this, she should at least have the decency to meet his eyes when he looked at her."Am I going to have to explain to Tyler why I'm dropping you off at one in the fucking morning?" Remy glanced in the review mirror of the truck, looking back to where Addie sat in the extended cab."No," she shook her head, looking about as tired and unhappy as he felt. "He's at the clubhouse. He and Mom had planned to stay and they took Caelin with them."Well, thank God for small favors, because the one person besides Liam he didn't want to face off with tonight, was Tyler."You're lucky I don't call him and tell him where the hell you've been. How could you let her go up there with him?" he questioned her, the irrita
Tatum's heart beat through her chest as she followed Gavin upstairs to a much quieter part of the house. Her mouth was dry – the result of her nerves, or the alcohol she'd consumed – she wasn't sure which. Her hand gripped Gavin's tightly, but she knew it wasn't because she was excited, it was because she wanted to yank on it, and stop him from leading her into the empty bedroom. Part of her wanted to put a stop to it, the other part wanted to go through with this so she could throw it in Remy's face. Those stubborn traits she'd inherited from her dad were alive and well tonight.She glanced over her shoulder, spotting Addie pulling out her phone and making a call. The worried look on her friend's face told her all she needed to know. Addie was probably calling in reinforcements and her time had suddenly become very limited."You feelin' good?" his deep voice questioned in her ear, causing her hair to stand up and goosebumps to appear on her arms. This time it was different than wh
Remy was in a piss-poor mood, had been since the night of the Christmas party and everything that had gone down with Tatum. He bit off the head of anyone foolish enough to ask if he was okay. He'd been eating lunch by himself, and overall had been a miserable fucking loner. Even right now, while everyone else was partying their asses off, his big date was being in the gym and beating the ever-loving shit out of a heavy bag. It was the only thing that seemed to calm him the last few days.Hearing his fists connect with the bag felt good, even if it was muted by the gloves he wore. His arms burned, his shoulders and back ached, his chest heaved, and sweat poured down his forehead and into his eyes; making them sting. The sting felt good though, because it distracted him from the guilt he felt for the way he'd treated Tatum. And that guilt was pressing down on him like he was trapped under a thousand-pound boulder.He'd felt every emotion on the spectrum since she'd walked out on him
Tatum's blue eyes took in the party-goers around her. In different parts of the room, she could see members of her graduating class, some kids that were now seniors, and a few college kids. God, this had never been her thing, she'd never found high school or college parties worth anything to her. She could see everything that went on at them and more, at the club parties. Plus, this was a mob mentality – everyone here went along with everyone else, and it was so boring. Nobody had any individuality. Normally, she'd have tossed the invitation in the trash can and not even thought twice about it. She would have spent the night at the club's New Year's party and have an actual good time with her friends and family.Tonight though, she was on a mission."Do you see anybody?" Addie asked as they surveyed the room.Tatum took a drink from the bottle of Strawberry Boone's Farm she carried in her hand. It was the bottom shelf stuff, guaranteed to get you loaded in the least amount of tim
Tatum had never felt anything like the all-consuming lust that blasted through her as soon as Remy grabbed her hip and pulled her deep into his body. She'd thought she had but damn, she was wrong. Her fingers grasped at his shirt, trying to ground herself in the feelings, when she felt his bare palms slip up under the hem of her dress. The sharp intake of breath, and the way he nipped at her lip indicated he'd discovered she'd worn a thong."Fuck, Tate," he moaned as he pulled his lips from hers.She almost cried as he abandoned her lips and smeared his mouth down her neck. She felt the sharp nip of his teeth down to the core of her body. It caused her nipples to tighten further against the lace of strapless bra, and before she knew what she was doing, she was rubbing up against him."Please, Rem," she gasped out when she felt one of his hands on her ass venture back over her hip, and closer to the wetness and heat she felt between her thighs."Has anybody touched you?" he grow
He knew the second she walked in, just like he'd known when she'd entered the bakery. Even seven shots of Pappy in, he could feel her, he knew she was there by the way the hair on the back of his neck stood up, the goosebumps he got on his arms and the way his dick stirred to attention. He wasn't sure what kind of hold Tatum Walker held over him, but it was strong, maybe dangerously so, like some sort of Jedi Mind Trick he'd never be able to resist. And dammit if his hand didn't shake as he took his next shot."Too much for you?" Drew asked as he noticed the slight tremble of the other man's hand.How did he tell the man sitting beside him, he was hard up for his little sister? Easy. He didn't."Nah, I'm good, but I gotta hit the head. Be back."Plan number two when plan number one didn't work? Run and hope she wouldn't follow. As much alcohol as he had consumed, he wasn't sure he could push her away this time. After all, he was only a man and he wasn't immune to the way she lo
He should have brought a date. Those were the first words Remy thought when he walked through the door of the clubhouse. It hit him like a ton of bricks, and all he wanted to do was turn around and head back to Cash and Harper's. Normally, he lived at the clubhouse, but he'd had dinner at their place tonight. He could relieve the babysitter watching Maddy, and he wouldn't have to worry about keeping his guard up.Couples were paired off, which meant anyone without a plus one would be inevitably thrown together. Looking up, he saw mistletoe was hung randomly around the room. Shit. Since he was the youngest, he seemed to be one of the few without a woman on his arm. Sure as the world turned, he'd find himself thrown toward someone tonight.Gazing around the room, he didn't see Tatum and for that he was extremely thankful. He'd been able to avoid her since the day at Harper's bakery, but it'd hadn't been easy. Not that she'd gone out of her way to be around him but they were in the sa
Remy told himself to slow down as he grasped her neck, hauling Tatum closer to him. He cautioned his lust-drunk body not to make a fool of itself. He warned his libido not to let this go too far. They were in the middle of the bakery, in the middle of downtown. Anyone could walk through that door from some dumbass off the street, to her brother, to her dad. But he couldn't stop, couldn't force his hand not to trail down her body and grasp her tight ass in his fingers. He wanted desperately to pull her lower half into his, wanted to shove his thigh between her legs and feel the heat he knew would be there. His tongue was forceful as it made its way into her mouth, testing how far she'd let him go.Turned out she'd let him go as far as he wanted to.His brain tried to warn him that this was progressing too quickly. It was getting too out of control, too fast. If he didn't watch it, he'd be picking her up and putting her ass first against the nearest wall. He was losing his mind, losi
Son of a bitch. Something in the way Tatum's gaze met his made him think he'd said those words loud enough she could hear them. But fuck, she looked amazing. Even more than she usually did. Tatum had been gorgeous for a long time, but with her hair in this new cut, she looked sexy, and almost… sophisticated. But this was Tatum. She'd never fully be a lady, not really. She didn't do dresses unless she had to, she didn't do caked on makeup, and she could hang with the guys – no matter how raunchy it got."Do you like it?" She asked again, this time looking much more unsure than when she'd started out. Very slowly, she ran her fingers through her hair, giving it a tousle.Remy cleared his throat, not sure how honest he wanted to be, but at the same time knowing he couldn't help but be honest. If he lied to her, she would know, and it would do nothing to help the situation they seemed to always find themselves in. The two of them always seemed to be either pushing or pulling at each ot