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Jace frowned, but this time, his resolve remained intact.
If she wanted a fight, he’d give it to her.
Even if she didn’t realize it washerhe was fighting for.
Looking completely unperturbed, David smiled a little, like he recognized what was going through Jace’s head and said, “Well, have fun, you two.” He clapped Jace on the shoulder. “Call me when you need a drink, J, or when you learn how to shift, whichever comes first.” Then he limped down the road to the garage where he’d parked his car, since he wasn’t going to be riding his motorcycle for a while with the condition his leg was in.
Jace stubbed out his last cigarette, turning toward Frankie as if he didn’t have a care in the world. If she wanted to play, he’d play, but he wouldn’t make it easy on her. Not by a long shot.
When a silent beat passed between them, Jace shoved his hands in the pockets of his leather. “You wanted to talk. Talk.”
“What kind of game were you playing at in there?” She gestured toward the club.
Jace lifted a brow. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Princess.”
“Really?” She placed her hands on her hips, glaring. “Congratulating me and Rock, like I mean nothing to you?”
Jace ducked his head for a moment, glancing at the ground while he stifled a smile. David knew his way around women. Jace would hand him that. He saw what David meant clearly now. She didn’t want to marry Rock. She was just scared. Scared of what the consequences of leaving her agreement with the other packmaster would be, and it was his job to convince her. Fight for her until she couldn’t walk away. Because he sure as hell wouldn’t.
“Is that what you want? Is that what you would have wanted me to do? Fight for you?”
She glanced away, but didn’t answer.
Fuck, if she wasn’t as stubborn and fierce as he was.
“Is that what you want from me, Frankie?” he asked again, though her pursed lips tightened, like she refused to answer. “Because I will, if that’s what you need from me. I’ll go back in there and tear him limb from limb, if that’s what would make you happy.” When she still didn’t respond, he whispered. “I’d do anything to make you happy.”
“Stop staying that!” Something inside her seemed to snap at that offer. Lose control.
“Why?” he challenged, easing closer.
“Jace.” She growled in warning.
He smirked. “Because that’s what you want?”
“Stop.”
“Because you’re scared I’ll make good on it?”
“Yes!” she shouted, her hands suddenly clenched and angry. She glanced around them, seeming to realize anyone could hear them, before she dropped her voice low. “I’m scared I’m going to run out of reasons to tell you no,” she whispered, deflating slightly.
The look of conflicted agony on her face nearly killed him.
But he couldn’t ease up on her. Not if he ever wanted there to be more possibility between them. Jace chuckled, gripping her by the chin and forcing her to look at him like he did whenever he was inside her. He cast her a wry grin. “That’s the goal, sweetheart.”
Her chin quivered. “To wear me down?”
“No. Never. If you really didn’t want this, I’d leave no questions asked, but we both know that’s not your goal or mine.”
“Then whatisthe goal?” she said, a little incredulously, her chin lifting in defiance.
Fuck, he loved watching that hot temper of hers flare. It ignited something primal in him. Made him want to claim her. Fuck her tame. He’d always been a good brat tamer. But only for him and never to take away that fire.
She’d be a good girl by the time he was through pleasuring her.
“The goal is to let you know what you’ll be missing should you decide to walk away,” he answered. He shook his head, leaning in to whisper. “Because I don’t want to walk away from you, Frankie.” He brushed his lips against the tender flesh of her ear, and she shivered. “And I don’t think you want that either.”
She sucked in a harsh breath. “That isn’t fair.”
