Shafted (Devil's Blaze MC Book 4)(8)

By: Jordan Marie

“But we have a date, remember? A bunch of us are going to meet up at the diner and go to—”

“I’ll be here,” I tell her interrupting the asshole who doesn’t have a shot with her. He’d bore her to tears. She needs a man. A man like me.

“Okay Jax.” She smiles and then walks away.

I don’t know what the fuck I’ve got myself into, but I’m not sure I give a damn either.

Chapter Six


“Where’s your bike?”

“The sun’s going down, you’re not dressed to ride,” Jax explains as he helps me in his truck. I settle in and I reach up to grab the seatbelt, but I’m too late. Jax already has it and he clicks me in. The snap of the seatbelt seems overly loud in the cab of the truck. I look at him and his face as he tests the seatbelt.

“I could have done that.”

“I wanted to,” he says and for a minute our eyes hold. An electric hum vibrates in the air between us.

“Okay,” I tell him, I’m not about to object. If he’s going to touch me, I’m more than okay with it. He closes the door, and a minute later he’s behind the wheel starting up the truck.

“I do like your bike, though,” I tell him.

“I don’t normally let others ride on it,” he says and immediately I worry that’s why he’s in the truck now. I shrug it off. Something passed between us before I went into my test. I know it did. I couldn’t have imagined the connection we had. I hold onto that, until we’ve been riding for at least five minutes, and he still hasn’t spoken.

“I really like your name. It’s unique,” I tell him lamely, trying to jumpstart the conversation.


“What did you do today?” I try again.

“Work. Like most other adults,” he grumbles.

“Is something wrong, Jax?” I question. I watch as he shifts his hands on the steering wheel and the skin goes a pale white as he tightens on it. I swallow, definitely sensing a difference in the Jax now and the Jax from before.

“No,” he barks. Yeah, definitely something has changed. It makes me sad. I don’t know what I hoped for, but I definitely wanted to continue getting to know him. Now, instead of waking up parts of me I hadn’t felt before, he seems to be freezing me out.

“Okay. Could you take a right at the next light, please?”

“What for?”

“I want to meet my friends at the diner.”


Rolling my eyes, I repeat his question, “Why?”

“That’s what I said,” he says in a flat tone.

“Because I’m hungry. I haven’t eaten all day and suddenly, I’m starting to think riding home with you, isn’t the fun I thought it would be.”

“I’m supposed to take you home. Skull wouldn’t exactly like it if I dropped you off without someone watching over you.”

“I’m eighteen, not eight. I don’t need someone watching over me. Besides, my friends are there. I won’t be alone.”

“I’m not leaving you alone with that jock.” His voice raises on the word jock. Is he jealous?

“Jeff? He’s sweet.”

“He wants in your pants,” Jax growls, for a moment robbing me of my breath.

“We don’t know each other, right?” I don’t wait for a response. “Is there some reason you think you can act like my father? Because, I had one of those, and I don’t really want another one.”

“I’m trying to look out for you,” he says deflecting my question.

“Thanks, but no thanks.” I shake my head before leaning it against the window. He’s so frustrating. His hot and cold is giving me whiplash.

“Are you kidding me right now?”

“I have enough people looking out for me. We’re basically strangers. I don’t need someone else helping me.”

“That’s sure a different tune from earlier,” he observes. I can feel his eyes on me, but I won’t give him the satisfaction of my looking at him.

“I was just thinking the same thing,” I snap, as the truck pulls up to a red light.

“What are you talking about?”

“I thought…never mind. It’s not important,” I say, because as I start to form the sentence in my mind I realize it does sound stupid. I thought what? That this man I don’t know liked me? That he might want to date me? I doubt Jax has ever dated anyone in his life. Besides, I may have been sheltered from the Chrome Saints, but I’m not stupid, and I have seen enough. He’s got plenty of club women. He wouldn’t want someone like me, who doesn’t even know….

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