All Chapters of Secret Curves (Dangerous Curves 5): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

That night, Jax Hamill glanced around Dangerous Curves bar, checking the vibe. It was pretty relaxed for a change, he was relieved to observe. Things had been far too tense far too often lately… but no surprise there. It seemed that every single goddamn time he’d turned around over the past few months, some crisis was sitting there, just hanging out, and waiting to explode. And when it did explode, it was nothing less than devastating.At that thought, his dark-green eyes zeroed in on Gabriela Torres as she headed into the staff room for her meal break. Jax still couldn’t believe sometimes that Gabi was here, and safe, and whole; normally, a woman marked for death by The Fallen Angels MC would be just that. It had been damn close – way too close, in her boyfriend Aidan Carter’s opinion, and he wasn’t alone in thinking that – but she’d come up and out of the earth alive. Shaken, damaged, traumatized. But breathing.The Fallen Angels had carried on with their reign of terror when they’d

"Gabi.” Aidan’s gold eyes lit up as he grinned at their befuddled expressions. “She’s in Sarah’s wedding party, and so she’s been coming home from their coffee meetings bubbling over with all this information. I’m basically held hostage, and I’m absorbing it against my damn will.” He shot King a glance. “But you’d know all about this too, right? Naomi’s in the wedding party, right? Doesn’t she come back from seeing the ladies, and want to talk about the latest styles in wedding dresses?”King looked away. “Uh. Yeah. Yeah, I suppose she does. But…” He stopped, torn between wanting to keep his personal shit personal, and actually talking to his friends for once.“What?” Mac said, surprised at King’s uncharacteristic hesitancy. “But what, man?”“But… well.” King sighed, decided to just go for it. “I – I haven’t been home that much lately. Not when she’s there, anyway.”Three sets of eyes studied him closely. The men waited, saw that King was actually fidgeting. He was twisting one of hi

Curtis stood against the wall, arms crossed, scowling. He was watching Tessa serve up another round of drinks, of course, and she was deliberately ignoring him. Of course.She headed over to the bar now, gave Luke her next order. Seizing the opportunity, Curtis walked over there, leaned on the bar next to her.“Hey, man,” he greeted Luke Rhodes. “How’s it going tonight?”Luke glanced over at him as he poured a few shots of J.D. while holding them in place with his elbow. No matter how many times Curtis saw the man working the bar or grill with one hand, it never stopped amazing him. Luke just didn’t let missing a hand slow him down, and most of the time, Curtis suspected that Luke simply didn’t think about its loss. “I just got out here, but all looks fine to me.” Luke shrugged and grinned. “Mellow, even.”That had been Curtis’ observation too. It was unusual for Curves to be so calm, but since he was well aware of just how far things could go in the opposite direction, he’d take it.

Gabi gave Tessa a smile that she hoped wasn’t as strained as it felt. She was going to sit the woman down tonight and make her eat… this was non-negotiable, and it was going to happen. What Gabi didn’t know was what the hell would happen next; she just hoped it was good.Though I highly, highly doubt it.“Hi,” Gabi said, and gestured at the second plate of food on the table. “I made extra pasta tonight for Aidan, but Luke fed him a burger, much to my annoyance. You want his share?”“Oh, no, thanks.” Tessa didn’t even glance at the plate. “I ate at home before I came here.”“Yeah, but that was hours ago,” Gabi said, trying not to sound combative. “We still have four hours to get through, and you look tired. Food’ll give you some more energy, right?”Tessa turned now, pinned Gabi with those green eyes. “What are you doing, Gabi?”“What do you mean?” she responded evenly. “I’m not doing anything.”“Yes, you are.” Tessa frowned. “All you do lately is shove food at me, and I’m pretty damn

“Ladies,” Mac said, his husky voice warm and sexy. “You mind stepping out for a sec? We need to have a quick word with Tessa.”“She’s sick, I think,” the one bitch tattled on her. “She was throwing up a minute ago.”“She said it was food poisoning,” said the second traitor helpfully.“Did she now?” Mac said. His voice was still calm, but his face was hard, and his blue eyes were nailed on Tessa’s face. “Well, I’ll check her out, OK?”They nodded and stepped out, closing the door behind them. And there Tessa was, trapped in a bathroom with three people who just fucking refused to leave her alone. Quite literally backed into a corner – they were between her and the goddamn door, after all – and with nothing to lose anymore, Tessa went on the offensive.“Fuck off, Mac,” she said. “This is none of your business.” She glared at the other two. “It’s none of anybody’s business.”"Wrong, sweet thing,” Mac said, his tone steel. “You’re way, way wrong. If you’re making yourself throw up, then t