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that no heat came down on the MC because of this shit.
    “ Fuck, ” Jett growled.
    He splashed more water on his face
after cleaning himself up.
    He then opened the door and said, “ Start … talking …”
    Before Jett could finish the rest
of his sentence or thought, he closed his mouth. Lena was fast asleep. He
walked to the foot of the bed and stood there, staring at her. She wore nothing
but the black t-shirt he ’ d
given her. Her left leg was slightly bent, right arm up, her face nestled
against her own shoulder.
    She looked peaceful.
    She looked damn beautiful.
    But again, Jett reminded himself … she was covered in someone
else ’ s blood.

five.
     
    Jett opened his eyes and reached
for his gun. Some people stretched, wiped their eyes, yawned, or maybe even
smiled at the chance to live another day of life. Jett always went for his
weapon. Just in case hell waited near him or around him. He looked around the
room, recapping the night before. In a strange twist of events, he wasn ’ t waking with a killer hangover
and could completely remember everything from the night before.
    Everything.
    When Jett turned his head and saw
Lena in the same position as he had found her, he let out a groaning sigh. The
sex was great. Lena ’ s body was
something to remember. But there was blood on the floor and a story still
unknown.
    As Jett kicked from the bed and
stood, he rubbed the back of his neck and thought about kicking the bed and
waking Lena up. But he decided on food first. Eat, have some coffee, think this
thing through, and then come back and start pushing Lena against the wall. The
friend she had last night was no more. The big guy that her fucked her
senseless wouldn ’ t show up
today.
    Today was about business.
    Lena had stepped into the middle of
a war zone, whether it was on purpose or not. Right now the MC was focused on
helping Erik settle in after his release from the hospital. They were on the
prowl for more truth on what happened with the bombing at the compound. It was
a giant fucking mess.
    And Jett was adding to it.
    He opened the door and Miller stood
three feet away, a mug of coffee in his hand. He sipped from it and looked over
Jett ’ s shoulder into the
room. Jett tried to pull the door shut in a hurry, and Miller pressed forward
and put a hand to the door.
    “ You
know this is my clubhouse, right? ” Miller asked.
    “ Of
course I do. ”
    “ Hiding
something from me, Jett? ”
    “ Nope. ”
    “ Care
to explain why there ’ s a
strange woman in that bed? With all the heat going on around here. I mean, hey,
if you ’ re fucking her and
having fun …”
    “ Blaine
or Jace? ” Jett asked.
    “ You
know how it is, ” Miller
said. “ So the question is … do we talk in there with her?
Or do we talk at the table? ”
    “ Table, ” Jett said. “ Can I get some coffee, Miller? ”
    “ Of
course. ”
    The two walked down the hall. Jett
looked over his shoulder a couple times. He hoped Lena wouldn ’ t wake up and flip shit over
being alone. At least she woke up the night before and had some kind of
understanding that she was safe.
    Safe for now.
    Miller stopped at the bar and got a
refill on his coffee. Jett got a fresh mug and followed Miller into the meeting
room.
    Gaige, Jace, and Nate were sitting,
talking, smoking, trying to figure out what the fuck to do for the day. Gaige
stood and pointed to a map.
    “ I
say we circle around and keep our presence known, ” he said. “ We ’ ll pinch something. ”
    “ I ’ m just ready to ride and fight, ” Nate said. He cracked his
knuckles. “ I want this shit …”
    “ Gentlemen, ” Miller said. “ Give myself and Jett a few
minutes to talk. ”
    Jace stood and turned, facing Jett.
He bumped his chest into Jett ’ s. “ Whoops. ”
    “ How ’ d you sleep, Jace? Alone?
Thinking of the woman I fucked? ”
    “ You
didn ’ t fuck her, ” Jace said.
    “ Want
to smell my dick and find out? Better yet … smell my breath