Jase I look up to find a frown on Carley's face while she examines the blood on her hand from where it was resting on my thigh. My jeans are soaked in blood. In hindsight, I should have changed the bandage before coming over. "It's nothing," I say now fully awake once again. Her brow creases and she tuts me under her breath. "This too much blood to be 'nothing' Jase Orion Alto." You know you're in trouble when someone addresses you by including your middle name. "Let me look at your thigh," she huffs at me. Her uncle is a doctor and she takes after him, always bandaging us up. I haven't met the man, but she looks up to him. 'I wouldn't mind her being our team medic.' I stand peeling my jeans off my legs until I'm standing in my boxer briefs and Kings of Death band tee. Carley grabs the medical kit we keep hidden up here. She takes out bandaged scissors to remove the bloody bandage wrapped around my thigh. With her kneeling in front of me, all I can think of is how g
Carley I'm in the kitchen setting out all the items Jase requested for him to cook since I took a shower and got ready for morning classes before he did. He is going to cook breakfast when he is done. I can't remember the last time I fell asleep so quickly. Jase's heartbeat is a much better sleeping aid than anything else I've tried. "Okay, sweetheart, I'm going to help you learn how to make breakfast burritos this morning," Jase stays pressing his body close to mine. Hand over hand, he has me mixing ingredients and cooking meat and eggs in a frying pan. He is a very hands-on instructor, which my body more than appreciates. The man is even showing me how to make tortillas from scratch. Storm walks in the backdoor from outside to see Jase and me spreading the dough. The tortilla dough. Get your mind out of the gutter. "Did he stay the night?" Storm asks gruffly. He sits at the kitchen table watching us closely. Instead of wearing a pearl snap shirt and straw cowboy hat like h
"This is weird," Storm mutters to me as he helps me clear the table. "Not really," I say grabbing a rag to wash the table. "The normalcy is nice." Storm sighs, "If you want normal I can have JT and Jen join us for meals." "Storm, that's what I..." "So who riding with this morning, babe?" Arson asks interrupting our hushed conversation while he put the dishes Jase hands him into the washing machine. "I bought my bike." Storm scoffs in disgust, "Of course, he rides a motorcycle." Arson chuckles instead of taking offense to his tone. " Yeah, well, it's all I got since Weston wrecked my car. I haven't found the time to work on rebuilding her yet." Thunder claps, and the sound of rainfall on the tin roof and window proceeds. Arson's smile fades away and his mouth hangs open in shock. Jase smirks. "Didn't check the weather this morning. Did you Ashley?" Jase taunts Arson. I let out a snort and giggle. Since middle school, whenever Arson would do something idiotic we would
Carley Lachlan and Weston are walking with me to the parking lot. We all decided to go somewhere for lunch today, so I have a man on either arm currently. "Do you have any afternoon classes today?" Lachlan asks and I shake my head no. "How about later when I drop Wes off to get his mom car so he can pick up his brothers, you and I go for a ride?" He asks walking up to a gunmetal grey car that is as sexy as Jase's. "Aren't you sweet, asshole?" Weston grumbles sarcastically giving Lachlan the middle finger. Lachlan flips him off in return and sticks his tongue out at his friend. I chuckle to myself, then beam at Lachlan. "Sounds great, Lock Bear!" I chirp excitedly eyeing his car. "Perfect, let's go then, Moon Bear. You'll have to ride in Wes's lap," Lachlan says before sliding into the driver's seat. I shrug my shoulders. "Fine with me. You good with it West Bear?" I ask Weston. He pulls me into his body. "Of course, baby girl," he purrs sliding a finger down the side of m
LachlanSeeing Carley in Weston’s lap again should be making me jealous, but no, it’s making my dick hard. I’m not Jase or Ransom, fighting to have her for myself. Although, I’m sure at this point Jase would choose us over Carley or choose Carley for the rest of us, even if he can’t have her. Jase never puts himself first. I wish he would at least once in his life.We drop Weston off at the house so he can get his car to go pick up his little brothers from school. While he is doing that, I’m going to take our girl for a ride in my car. A car that was custom-made and worth millions. Thanks to our job we all have amassed a small fortune.I take Carley to the drag racing track. I need to blow off a little steam, anyway. The night before school started, I told Jase not to go in on his own when we tracked down our mark. The rest of us were just minutes away. I swear Jase had a death wish that night, not wanting to deal with another year without Carley in our lives.I speed down the track o
Carley One, two, three, and four Chaos boys are sitting in the living room. I’m holding the hand of the fifth boy. Wait. That can’t be right. There should be one missing. One, two, three, four, look up at the fifth Chaos boy. There are five. Why are there five boys instead of four? The Chaos boy holding my hand is equally as confused as I am. My missing Chaos boy steals my breath away. He isn’t small anymore. His gaze is cutting and almost devoid of emotion. Two frozen ice-blue eyes. His razored hair comes just under his square jaw. His once inky-black hair has been dyed midnight blue. He has a septum piercing, each of his eyebrows has two piercings, his bottom lip has a spider bite, and his ear lobes are covered. He has a black leather collar on his throat and leather bands on his tattoo-covered arms. He is in all black. A deadly vibe comes off him in waves. My eyes are drawn to the tattoo on his neck. It’s of a blonde girl in cowboy boots sitting under a pecan tree cross-legged,
*Trigger Warning*: Mention of attempted sexual assaultWestonI’m dropping Preston off at the high school when my ex-girlfriend decides to walk up. The cheating girl is noticeably pregnant. Crap! Please tell me that kid ain’t mine. If it is though, Chaos will be taking the kid. “Hey, Wes, how are you? I didn’t know you were on little brother duty.” Audrey Wilton is walking up to me. “Always. How are you?” I’m leaning up against my black Mercedes SUV. I use this car to get my younger to where they need to go.“Pregnant.” I shift on my feet feeling uncomfortable with a scowl on my face. She giggles. “Relax, the baby isn’t yours. I did a paternity test already. You know the rich guy from Cutter U that I’ve been seeing?” I nod at Audrey knowing that’s the guy she cheated on me with. “Well, it’s his.”“Congratulations,” I say noticing a huge rock on her finger, looks like the guy is at least doing the right thing by Audrey. I caught her cheating, but we still broke up on friendly terms.
WestonThe rest of the day is uneventful. However, Carley hasn’t come out to the cars yet. We are waiting to give her a ride, something is wrong.Jase nods to me and Lachlan so we make our way to the nearest girls' restroom, the one Carley would have gone into after leaving her backpack with Arson. We knock on the door, but there is no answer, so we try to open it, but something is blocking the door.Then we hear this tribal yell, and the door falls open to Carley banging some girl’s head into the sink. Another one tackles her back, punching her in the face but Lachlan and I watch with fascination as Carley flips the girl, she is now on top of. Her fists are flying into the girl’s face. The girl starts crying and begging."She’s had enough, baby girl,” I say in a booming voice.Carley doesn’t hear me, so I pull her off the girl who has a broken nose and her face is already starting to swell. Carley’s foot connects with my balls, so I hold it hostage with my thighs. People who fight di