girl," JJ breathed, his eyes flashing with vulnerability which cut me to the quick.
"Never," I growled, surprised by how much I meant that. I didn't let myself indulge in fantasies of the future because I'd learned my lesson on that years ago, but I knew in my heart that no matter what it looked like, I wanted this man right here with me in it.
JJ lifted me suddenly and I squealed as my ass hit the kitchen island, but as tempted as I was to take advantage of Fox being out for the next hour, there was something more important that we needed to deal with, so I pressed him back.
"No sex until we sort out our little problem," I said firmly and JJ groaned.
"The only problem I've got right now is that all the blood in my body has rushed to my-"
"We need to run a job to get you the money you need to pay Luther," I said firmly. "There's no fucking way I'm allowing you to come up short and face that asshole's wrath, let alone the fact that it would bring up some questions for Fox which we don't have an easy answer to right now. So you and me are gonna go run a job and once you've got the money you need, I'll consider letting you between my thighs - but until then your balls are officially on ice."
"Rogue," JJ huffed in protest, trying to push forward, but I leaned back on my elbows and placed my bare foot against his chest to hold him off as I raised a finger to tell him to shh.
I grabbed my cell phone from my pocket then quickly dialled my fancy pants new friend.
"Hey, Rogue, where the hell have you been?" Tatum asked as she answered the call and I smiled as I filled her in on the last week while JJ stayed exactly where he was, his gaze roaming over me while he pouted over being cock blocked. I'd chatted to Tatum a fair bit over the last few weeks, my lockdown status in Fox's house meaning I could only keep in contact with my friends by phone or text recently.
"I was actually hoping you might have some rich asshole you wanna sell down the river to be a mark for me. We need to be able to take shit that we can sell on easily though - nothing too hot-"
"How about cash?" Tatum asked temptingly and I grinned.
"That would be a hell yes."
"A neighbour of ours is a total sleaze, and he also loves flashing his cash about like it's going out of fashion. He's actually been pissing Saint off recently because he parks wonky or some shit and-"
"He parks his car at an obnoxious angle purely to infuriate me," her boyfriend's voice came from the background of the call. "I have informed him of his less than civilised standards and the very next day he had yet again parked across a white line. I am working on a plan to-"
"So yeah," Tatum cut in again. "Saint would fucking love it if you knocked him down a peg or two and the asshole always brags that he carries like ten grand in cash wherever he goes, so it'll be an easy payday for you."
"Sounds good. So should we just hit him at his house, or-"
"He has a morning tennis match today which he will return from between ten thirteen and ten twenty seven," Saint interrupted. "I apologise for not being able to be more accurate than that, but his schedules are not adhered to as strictly as I would prefer. He will be driving a ghastly red Audi and will be taking Cool Springs Street back home. I suggest you divert him on the road and if you wish to take his vehicle and destroy it, I will personally give you a further five thousand."
"Errr, fuck yes," I said, glancing up at the time. We needed to get on the road now if we were gonna catch the dude post tennis club but that sounded like a payday which was more than worth it to me. "I'll shoot you a pic of the car once we've finished fucking it up."
"Have fun," Tatum laughed and I cut the call.
"Come on, Johnny James. We've got a job to pull."
***
The sun beat down on my back as I stood leaning over the open hood of my Jeep with my short shorts on and my ass hanging out the