Jaxon - Olivia T. Turner Page 0,6
already plastered. Buzz had a problem with them coming and now he’s drunk enough to make problems.
“Beckham and Jaxon,” he says as he stumbles on the top step and slides down the remaining four. “B and J, huh? Are you here to give us BJs?”
My heart stops as Beckham walks over to him. I can see how he’s a cold calculating killer. There’s no expression on his face as he grabs Buzz’s long hair and yanks his head back. His stern face doesn’t crack as he slams his fists into Buzz’s body, making him pay for the hostile comment.
“Oh, shit!” Killian says as he pulls out his phone. “I got to record this.”
The little spitfire of a girl charges right up to the boss’ son. “No filming!” she shouts. “Erase that shit or I’ll turn your phone inside out.”
Killian and half a dozen other guys burst out laughing as she stands in front of him with her hands on her hips.
“What are you going to do?” Killian asks in a mocking tone. “Hit it with your Barbie?”
She snatches the phone out of his hand, slams it onto the cement ground, and then throws it into the road where it promptly gets run over by a truck.
“Holy shit,” I giggle as Killian stares in shock at the guts of his phone, which are now spread out all over the street.
The little girl pulls out a wad of cash, peels a few bills off of it, and tosses them at Killian’s feet.
“No one films my uncles,” she says before doing a hair toss and walking over to Jaxon’s side.
Troy is grinning. “These guys are just what we need.”
“Hell, we can send the girl in,” Gage says as he shakes his head in awe. “She looks like she can take out The Outlaws’ whole crew by herself.”
Jaxon puts a comforting hand on her shoulder and I feel a stab of jealousy pierce through me.
“Go inside and get a hamburger and fries,” he tells her.
“Can I have a strawberry milkshake?” she begs in what I’m assuming is her best little girl’s voice.
“No,” Beckham grunts as he lets go of Buzz, who falls to the ground. “You had enough desserts today.”
“But—”
Jaxon puts his arm around her shoulders and guides her to the entrance. “You can get a small one,” he whispers.
“Thanks, Uncle J!”
She bounds up the stairs with a big smile on her face. She shoots me a look as she passes where I’m sitting and then disappears inside.
“Come on into our home,” Troy says as he guides the men inside. “We have a lot to discuss and I’m sure you could use a drink.”
The boys start heading back in as I stay here, with my eyes fixated on Jaxon. His leather vest is open and his white t-shirt is clinging onto his flat stomach. My fingers start tingling when I imagine what it would be like to run my hands down his abs.
Beckham passes me without turning his head. Buzz passes a few minutes later, cursing under his breath about outsiders. And then Jaxon comes up the stairs.
He spots me at the top and his feet stop moving as he stares at me in awe.
I swallow hard as I stare back at him, feeling my cheeks getting warmer, feeling everything getting warmer.
His mouth opens but no words come out. There are no words. This right here is beyond words.
“Let’s go,” Troy says as he slaps a hand onto his back and pushes him forward. Jaxon goes, but his eyes stay on me until he disappears inside.
I take a deep breath and run my shaking hands through my hair.
“Holy shit…”
My whole body is trembling. I feel like he just reached inside my chest and gripped my soul with his hand. I hop off the railing onto my shaky legs and head inside.
“So,” Roxanne says to the little blonde girl eating a burger and fries at the bar, who I found out is named Nixie. “Are your uncles single?”
“Single?” Nixie raises an eyebrow as she pierces Roxanne with a calculating stare. “What are your intentions?”
Roxanne goes as bright as the ketchup at the end of Nixie’s French fry. “Honorable!” she quickly says. “Actually, I was just asking… for a friend.”
“Sure,” Nixie says as she bites the fry in half. She stares her down as she chews, which makes Roxanne nervous and she quickly leaves.
I can’t help but laugh. I’ve seen Roxanne chew out a biker five times her size for grabbing her ass, but she just