Free Taken: Rough Devils MC Book 1 (BWWM Motorcycle Club Romance) by Sasha Devine Page B

asshole.
     
    “To
my house,” he replied leading me to a huge bike.
     
    “Well
can’t you take me back to where I came from? Where are we anyway?”
     
    He
turned to me.
     
    “Listen,
girl, you gotta trust me. You are on the other side
of the state now. Your MC is hours away and it isn’t safe for you to be riding
across the state, at least for a few weeks. Those guys who took you captive
have probably sent out the signal now.”
     
    “What
signal?” I asked, climbing behind him onto the bike.
     
    “I’ll
explain when we get back to my place.”
     
    With
that, he revved the engine and we rode off into the night. I was very aware of
this man’s muscular chest underneath my hands as I held on tightly. The bike
vibrating underneath my legs only added to my pleasure.
     
    By
the time we’d gotten back to his place, I was beyond tired. I followed him into
his house and collapsed on his bed as soon as he showed it to me.
     
    I
woke up to the man on the edge of the bed looking out the window into the
bright sunlight.
     
    “How
long was I out?”
     
    “Several
hours. It’s almost noon.”
     
    “So
can we get back to my MC now?”
     
    He
shook his head.
     
    “I’m
afraid that’s out of the question, I. You can’t travel across the state until
those guys who kidnapped you calm down. They’ll be sending every MC in the
state after you for at least a few weeks. Their leader’s dad is a real big shot
in this state. Even your own MC won’t be able to protect you if the rest of the
gangs are after you. You’ll have to stay with me until this dies down. Oh, and
you have two weeks to surrender to those guys or they will come after you and
your club. And they won’t be as gentle. They’ll go for the leader first. Your lover.”
     
    I
lay back on the pillow. So I was stuck here without Charlie for the next few weeks, and alone with this guy. And I had two weeks to
surrender. What the hell was I supposed to do?
     
    “So
how can you help me?” I asked, heart pounding again.
     
    “Well
I’ve got a plan. But it’s going to have to wait until tomorrow when I can have
my guy deliver the equipment.”
     
    I
decided not to ask what he was talking about just yet. It did make me feel a
little better he wanted to help my though.
     
    “So
you’re Stone or something?” I asked, breaking the silence.
     
    “My
name is Jackson Stone. But you can call me Jax . I’m
an old friend of the leader of your MC, Charlie. I help deal with affairs for
the gang in this part of the state. He owes me for some shit I got him out of a
while back. He’s had me follow you around and try to protect you for a few
weeks now, just in case something like this came up.”
     
    Charlie
had my followed? In that moment, I realized that being a member of an MC wasn’t
just riding around in bikes and recruiting people. It was much more dangerous
than that.
     
    Jax got off the bed
and turned to me.
     
    “I’ll
make you some food if you want. The kitchen is right across the hall.” His
electric blue eyes seemed to bore into mine, staring into my soul.
     
    I
smiled.
     
    “That
would be great, thanks.”
     
    He
smiled back, revealing perfect teeth. This guy just kept getting more attractive
by the minute. But no, I belonged to Charlie.
     
    When
I was finally completely awake, I went to the kitchen and waited for Jax to finish making my breakfast.
     
    “So
what can we do until your guy comes by?” asked I as I watched him cook.
     
    “Well,
it would be too risky for you to leave the house and I can’t leave you all by
yourself.”
     
    “So
how will we pass the time?”
     
    He
paused and turned around to face me. He looked almost nervous now.
     
    “That
is up to you. Charlie told me after you’d fallen asleep that we could do anything together. He understood if you wanted to… fulfill your desires while you were
away.”
     
    I
blinked.
     
    “He
really said that?”
     
    “If
I’m lying, I swear I’ll let him