Jackal (Heartlands Motorcycle Club #12)- Frankie Love Page 0,14

eyes widen. "Wow. Really? I thought this was just about having some fun."

I shake my head no. "I take things seriously," I tell her. "When I go in with something, I go all in. I've never been halfway, and I want to go all in with Jackal."

"Maybe don't lead with that because it might scare him off."

"I don't think so," I say, "because honestly, I think he feels the same way."

Peaches laughs. "Girl, you are so into this guy. I never even looked at him twice. What is it? Does he have a big cock or something?"

I laugh. "Peaches! I don't know! I'm telling you, I've never even seen his cock. Or any cock, for that matter."

Peaches can't stop laughing. "Oh my God, girl, you are so over your head."

"Maybe," I say, "but I like the idea of Jackal being my first." I bite my bottom lip. "Of him being my only."

Peaches sighs. "That's romantic and pretty beautiful. And if you get this precious little happily ever after, I really hope he can give you a good orgasm, because if he's going to be your one and only, the sex has got to be out of this world."

"I won't have anything to compare it to," I say, laughing.

"True. Well, here's how you'll know if he's a good lover,” she says. “He’s good if he takes care of you before he takes care of himself, and if he can last long enough so that when you're fucking, you get off first. Do you read me?"

I feel the tops of my cheeks get hot. "I hear you," I say.

She pushes her lips forward. "You do know what an orgasm feels like, right?"

I laugh. "Yes I do. I may be a virgin, but I know how to take care of myself."

"Good girl," she says, patting my shoulder. "I got to get to work, and you have to get to work too." She wiggles her eyebrows. "Though your work sounds a lot more fun."

We say goodbye, and I walk across the parking lot toward the mechanic shop, holding my head high and trying to put on a brave face. Jackal didn't exactly reject me last night, but he did make it clear he wanted to end things… but maybe that was just fear talking. Maybe after sleeping on it, he realized I'm the kind of girl he wants, the kind of girl he needs.

The bells on the door jingle as I step in, and Maddox passes me, leaving through the same door. "I'm off,” he says. “Got to go clean up before I go to the concert.”

I smile. "Have a good night," I say. "Be safe." I turn back to the shop, and I see Jackal standing there, waiting for me. "Hi," I say softly. I want to walk closer to him, step all the way inside the shop.

But he doesn't invite me to come closer, and I feel like being here at all is overstepping. He needs to make the next move if there's going to be a move made at all.

"You came," he says.

I nod. "Peaches dropped me off. I was hoping I might catch you. I'm not sure if you're going to the concert tonight, but..."

He shakes his head. "No, I don't do parties at Ride or Die."

"Just parties at Hollow Oak?" I say with a smile.

“Something like that," he says with a lop-sided grin. He walks towards me and I see his hands are all greasy. His white tee shirt has a ring of sweat around the collar. "It's hot as hell, even with the air conditioner on," he says. "I know I look like shit."

"I think you look nice."

He laughs. "Lydia, I look like a mess.”

“A hot mess,” I say, instantly wondering why I would say such a thing. I twist my lips. "So, do you have any plans after work?" I ask.

"Ranger came and saw me," he says.

I nod. "I heard he might. How did it go?"

"Well, it turns out the cat's out of the bag."

"Yes, it certainly is… are you mad?”

He shakes his head. "No, I couldn't be mad at you, Lydia."

"No? Well, I couldn't be mad at you either."

"Really?” he asks, "Even after I turned you down last night, dropped you off, and told you it was over, you're not mad at me?"

I swallow, shaking my head as he steps closer to me. "No, I'm not mad. I know we all have our reasons for why we do things, why we push people away. And some