AllFreeNovel
Share Us
"I thought you were back in Wyoming," I mutter to him, keeping Jessa close.
"Headed back now." Something flares in his eyes, there and gone so quickly, I'm not sure what it is. Worry? Fear? I don't know. He doesn't share. Justice holds his cards close to his chest, doesn't say much. He can be ruthless. He's also been a damn good friend. "Got some family shit to handle."
"Your niece?" Jessa asks, making it clear she knows Justice fairly well. He doesn't say much about his niece, Ainsley. He's protective as hell of her.
He jerks his chin in a nod.
"Good luck," she says quietly. Interesting.
"Next time I'm in town, let's talk," he says to me, giving her a grateful smile. "I have a proposition for you."
"I'll make time for you," I say.
We shake hands and then he excuses himself, striding across the lobby toward the elevators. He seems like he's in a hurry.
"You know his niece?" I ask Jessa, leading her toward the doors.
"No. But he stays here a lot when he's in town on business," she explains. "He likes to escape to the bar upstairs because it's quieter. He talks about her sometimes."
"Ah," I murmur, popping the locks on my car.
"He's really…holy crap," she whispers, coming to a dead stop beside the car pulled up right outside the front doors.
The sleek black paint shines in the last few rays of sunlight left in the day. The sun is already sinking toward the horizon. It'll be dark before we make it where we're going.
"You like it?" I ask, taking her small bag from her.
"You bought the Bat Mobile."
I throw my head back and laugh loudly.
"It's not the Bat Mobile, baby. It's a Lamborghini Sian."
"It looks like the Bat Mobile," she mumbles, reaching out to run a hand down the wing of the car. She's not wrong though. It does look a little like the Bat Mobile.
"Are you going to let me drive it?" she asks, turning wide, hopeful eyes in my direction.
"Fuck no," I growl, shaking my head.
She scowls at me.
"You like to speed."
"Why buy a sports car if you aren't going to speed in it?" She wrinkles her nose at me. "That's part of the fun of owning one, Jax."
"Jessa, get your cute ass in the car. You aren't driving."
"Fine," she huffs, rolling her eyes at me. I wait until she goes to move past me and smack her ass, which makes her squeal. She sticks her tongue out at me before sliding into the car.
Once she's settled, I close her door and then jog around to get in. She's already messing with the radio, trying to find her favorite station. I just smile and let her do it. I love the way she messes with my shit without permission. She knows I won't tell her no.
"Where are we going?" she asks, buckling herself in once she's found her station.
"You'll see," I say, which makes her growl at me.
I put my seatbelt on and then pull out, headed toward the private airstrip and the plane waiting there. She wants to know where I live. I intend to show her.
"How many of these did you buy?" she asks, messing with every button in the car.
"One."
"How many cars did you buy?"
"One."
"You're a very boring billionaire," she mutters, making me smile. "I would have bought at least five new cars. And probably a taco truck."
"You want tacos, rabbit?"
"You don't want tacos?" She eyes me sideways.
"I didn't want tacos until you mentioned it."
She grins at me, her blue eyes lighting up.
I shake my head, already planning a detour. I was going to feed her steak on the plane, but if she wants tacos for dinner, we're getting tacos. I don't really care what we eat. She's with me. Cyrus isn't throwing a fit. Life is good.
"How's Cyrus today?" I ask her.
"I haven't talked to him." Her brows furrow. "He's had his phone off all day."
"He had a rough night."
"Yeah, he did," she says, her voice soft. "Did he tell you what happened?"
"He didn't want to talk about it."
"Oh." She processes that for a minute. "What did you talk about?"
"Us."
She goes completely still beside me, barely even breathing.
"We're good," I promise, reaching for her hand. I bring it to my lips to brush a kiss across her knuckles. "He said he's been expecting it for a while now."
"Oh." She exhales a relieved breath. "I always wondered if he knew."
"He knew."
"He never said anything."
"Neither did we."
