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Jason saved me. He took a bullet in the chest and could have been killed instead of letting Marcus shoot me.
“I’ll fucking kill you!” Jason roars, and I’m shocked to hear Jason get triggered as Marcus talks shit about me.
“Ah, how gallant. Jumping to your girlfriend’s defense,” Marcus taunts Jason. “I know who she is. I remembered where I’d seen her before. She’s that grease monkey from the garage. The one you allegedly claimed in the dive bar. I’m surprised she made it out of the inferno alive. What is it with these Blake kids? They have a habit of coming back from the dead.”
“Stay the fuck away from them, or I swear I’ll kill you,” Jason vows, and it takes all my restraint not to go barging in and jump to his defense because hell knows I want to.
Now I understand why Jason and Bodie didn’t want to tell me everything. It’s because Booker is Jason’s real father. And I have a gut feeling that Liv didn’t cheat on Dan from what I can tell by Jason’s resentment. Bodie drags me back inside the empty room just as Booker and Marcus barge out through the door. Booker looks stressed. He turns on Marcus and grabs the front of his T-shirt, his face reddening with anger.
“If you’ve screwed things up for me, we’re through,” Booker growls vehemently. “I said I wanted you to break him, so do it. You know his weakness. Find her and end this.”
ChapterEleven
Bodie is left shaking with anger as they leave. It feels weird to be at the top of a biker thug’s hit list. I should be scared shitless. There isn’t a funny side. So why does it amuse me? I can’t help but chuckle at the irony. After all, Jason claimed me to save me. So far, his plan has fallen flat on its ass. I’m in danger now more than ever. Marcus thinks he can hurt Jason by hurting me. So, by claiming me, Jason put a bigger target on my head.
“The Jackal shot Jason, and now he’s threatening to kill you,” Bodie utters disdainfully. “As our queen, what are your orders?”
I double-take, scrunching my face with incredulity. “Are you serious?Nowyou want my input?”
“Hey, I did what I thought was right.” Bodie holds his hands up defensively. “I’m not saying it was the right move. But I thought it was at the time. Now I’m admitting I was wrong. We all were. I can spend the rest of my life on my knees begging for forgiveness, but that won’t change what’s happening now. I’m on your side, Kiera. Whatever you want to do, I’ll back you up one hundred percent. In fact, I’ll prove it to you.”
Bodie pulls me by the arm, and I go with him into Jason’s recovery room where we find him fully dressed and ready to walk out of there without telling anybody. I have no room to talk, having done the exact same thing tonight, but Jason was shot. My injuries are mild compared to his.
“Hey, what the hell are you doing?” I say reflexively. “You should be resting. Get back in bed.”
Jason is shocked to see me, and his expression melts with relief. “Keira. You didn’t leave. What made you come back?”
I throw Bodie the stink-eye and fold my arms across my chest. “It seems you idiots can’t cope without me, so . . .” I bounce my shoulders, pretending not to give a fuck. But that’s not true. I do care. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be here.
Jason clears the space between us, then pulls me against him, wincing gingerly from the pain. “It wasn’t all lies, Peaches. When I told you I loved you, I meant it.” Jason holds my face between his warm hands and looks down into my eyes. “I love you so much I’d die for you.”
I can feel Bodie shrinking away with awkwardness, not wanting to witness a tender moment between his best friend and his sister. And as much as I’ve longed to hear Jason say this, because it never gets old, I’m still angry. I’m upset they didn’t trust me enough to include me in their plans in the first place. Now it’s my turn to lay down the rules. No more secrets and lies. If they want my forgiveness, we wipe the slate clean and start again. This time, with rules that respect everyone. The brotherhood and the sisterhood included. We’re not just brainless accessories they can dangle from their arms and ride pillion around town, bang whenever they want, however they choose, never to complain, talk back, or have an opinion. I’ll tell the girls the same thing next time I see them. It’s time to make a stand.
“Jason, Havoc, or whatever you prefer me to call you in front of witnesses. I love you too. But you’re still an asshole. You broke my trust, and I think you should be punished before you’re forgiven. Bodie too, but I’ll let Ivy deal with him.” I smile maliciously, catching the flicker of approval in Jason’s eyes.
“Kiera ought to have a say in how we handle both Marcus and Booker,” Bodie says, sticking up for me. “None of this would have happened if we had told her everything from the start.”
“You’re right,” Jason replies, flicking his gaze from Bodie and back at me. “It’s my fault for making the wrong call. When all this is done, I’ll get on my knees and kiss your ass. Anywhere you want.”
“Well, that’s a nauseating thought,” Bodie mutters behind me. “I’ll send word to Rooster and tell him to bring the truck.” Bodie steps outside to make the call, leaving Jason and me alone.
“I thought I lost you twice tonight,” Jason mentions, stroking the sides of my face with his thumbs. “First when Marcus aimed that gun at your head, then when you tried to dump me just now.”
I huff a sigh and blink. “Yeah, well, I’m still considering things,” I reply. “You’ve got a lot of making up to do. You both have.”
“How about right now?” Jason suggests, dipping down for a kiss. It’s one I avoid, and he catches my cheek instead.
“Not so fast, Romeo. We’ve got unfinished business to do. I want to help.” I meet Jason’s gaze, and a moment of understanding settles between us.
“What do you have in mind?” Jason asks.
“Well, since I fucked up Dan’s plan, I’m volunteering to offer myself up as bait,” I mention, and Jason splutters.
“Fuck no,” he blurts out, reacting exactly how I expect him to.
“Your dad wants me dead to break you, and Marcus resents you because you’re better than him. I get there’s sibling rivalry going on. Marcus seems jealous of you. It got me thinking that if I can prey on Marcus’s ego and convince him I want payback for being used, he’ll fall for it out of wanting to spite you. Then I can seduce him and get him to spill all his secrets about Booker,” I explain, thinking I have a solid plan. However, Jason’s outraged expression tells me otherwise.
Jason holds my lips together to stop me from talking, his unsettled frown deepening. “Firstly, Booker is not my dad and never will be. Dan is my dad in my heart.” He taps his chest. “Secondly, Marcus is no brother of mine. And if you think for one second I’m just gonna stand back and let that bastard touch you, you’re gravely mistaken, sweetheart.”
