Chapter 92

Jagger lay in the hot tub, his head thrown back as he sighed. This was heavenly.

"You comfortable?" Bianca asked, a smile on her face.

"This is the best I've felt in days."

A thought occurred to her. "Why didn't you use this when you first came home?"

He shrugged. "I was feeling sorry for myself. Pissed off that it had happened and embarrassed really. You don't like to admit to other members of the club that you've laid your bike down."

"Stupid macho pride?" she finished for him.

"Pretty much."

He held his arms out to her. "Why don't you come over here and sit next to me?"

"Don't think you're going to get fresh with me, Jagger Stone. You're hurt."

She had no idea how much he wished he could do the things he wanted to do with her. Say the feelings that bubbled up in his throat every time he saw her. He just knew that he would scare her away, and that was the last thing he wanted to do.

"I'm not going to. I just want to feel you next to me."

When he said things like