Free Mr. Right Now: Vol. 3: Drinks On Us Tonight by HJ Bellus Page A

up?”
    She knows her sister, Carolyn, never calls because she’s interested in Jax’s life, but rather has a demand.
    “Well, you, my dear, owe us a dinner. It’s that time of year to see you again.”
    “When and where?”
    She doesn’t even try to postpone it.
    “Let’s do two Fridays from now at our normal place.”
    “Okay, bye.”
    “Bye, Jacquelyn, we’ll see you there.”
    And by ‘we,’ Jax knows she’s referring to her hot as hell husband who also happens to be way too full of himself. The man is trapped in a loveless marriage and tied to her family for eternity; she can’t be too hard on the asshole.
    Her phone rings, and this time it’s the hospital.
    “Fuck, not today.”
    It’s her professional responsibility to answer the phone, and when it comes right down to it, being a surgeon is her drive in life.
    “Yeah?”
    “Jax we need you in here.”
    “On my way.”
    It’s all that’s needed and she’s racing off to work.
    ***
    Cole stretches out on the tiny plane as it descends into L.A. It’s late and has been an extremely long day, but he’s anxious to get back to Jax. He flew home to check on the clubs and tie up some business, but before he went, he found Kam and straightened his ass out. He’s still not sure what’s going on with him. He has suspicions of drugs, but Kam’s never been the addict type.
    His pilot signals him that he can turn on his phone, and he immediately types out a quick text to Jax, but gets no response as he exits the plane. He even sends a couple more on the way to the hotel and becomes a little panicked when she doesn’t respond. She seemed overeager last night and this morning via text.
    His worry gets the best of him and he finally dials her number.
    “Hello.”
    “Hey, Doc.”
    “Cole, I’m so sorry. I got called into work, and it’s a madhouse. There was a twenty-car pileup. I tried to text you back, but…”
    Chaotic noise fills the background, drowning out her voice.
    “I thought you were ditching my ass.”
    “Never.”
    “So, is there a sex room in the hospital like on Grey’s Anatomy?”
    Jax laughs at his joke. “No sex room, and I’ll call as soon as I’m off. Come pick me up?”
    “I’ll be there, Doc.”
    “Just one more re-do, Cole.”
    “Just one more.”
    Cole hangs up the phone, relieved to know why Jax didn’t respond. The hotel lobby is already in full nightlife swing, with bodies scurrying everywhere. He needs a hot shower and a meal. Cole heads straight for the elevator, avoiding prying stares and women wanting his key card. But when the elevator doors open to his penthouse, he’s pissed with the party in front of him.
    He really can’t be too pissed, seeing that he’s thrown his fair share of parties, but tonight he really wanted some silence to digest everything. He recognizes Dax and Birdy sitting in a corner. He’s really shocked to see them here, since they’re usually holed up in room 211. He knows his brother, Dax, is anxious about his court date and has yet to divulge all the information to Birdy. Their lawyer better work his fucking magic to get Dax off.
    He grabs a beer from the counter and makes his way over to them.
    “Dickface,” Dax greets him.
    “’Sup?”
    “Just hanging, and you?”
    “Same.”
    Cole sits across from the couple and notices how relaxed Birdy is, and the same about Dax. His heart is genuinely happy for his troubled brother who had shown no hope of ever being settled in life.
    “Who invited everyone?”
    “Kam,” Birdy says. “We caught him having sex with my friend, Jett, and then made them go to dinner with us. She left, then he got pissed and threw a party.”
    Cole scans the room for signs of his brother and doesn’t find him.
    “He’s in his room with some chicks.”
    As if Dax read his mind.
    “Jett, as in the waitress he was being a dick to a couple weeks ago?”
    “Yep, we were shocked as well.”
    “Said it was a one-time thing.”
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