Twisted Pieces (Back Down Devil MC #5)(28)

“Just need to find Jace.”

“You two f*cking still?”

“Christ…”

“We're all friends around here. If you ever need… something bigger. Something different. Wild. Come find me. We all share.”

“You share?”

“No, we don’t,” another voice said.

Jordyn turned her head and saw a tall and thick muscled guy walking toward them. He seemed to be the biggest of all the Back Down Devil guys.

“Nate, bro, I’m working here,” Blaine said.

“She was just inside there with Jace, Gaige, and Miller. I wouldn’t get involved.”

“Oh, but I’ve seen her wet and in a towel.” Blaine stared at Jordyn. “I can’t get the image out of my f*cking mind…”

Jordyn opened her mouth and then Blaine was ripped away. It was Jace. And he was pissed off. He spun Blaine around and threw a fist. Blaine’s head snapped back. His cigarette and beer flew to the floor as Blaine stumbled back and tried to keep himself from falling.

Nate dove and wrapped his massive arms around Jace and held him.

“You don’t f*cking get it!” Jace yelled at Blaine.

“Fuck, man,” Blaine said as he wiped blood from his nose.

“You don’t f*cking touch her like that. You don’t f*cking grab at her or say shit like that. She doesn't deserve that!”

Nate turned and threw Jace into the bar. Jace collected himself and ran to Jordyn. When he took her by the arm, the look on his face was like nothing Jordyn had ever seen. He was vulnerable. He cared. It touched her heart in a way that scared her. This big tough biker was crossing a line now, and Jordyn kind of liked it.

“I’m sorry,” Blaine said. “You know I have no control this huge cock of mine.”

Jace shook his head and led Jordyn away. They walked in silence and even after they were Jace’s room, the silence was nerve-racking. Jordyn had no idea what to say. So much had happened.

Jace went into the bathroom and shut the door. The last time she was in this room was when she had been so angry and in such desperate need she literally threw herself at Jace. And he took her. He took her like she could never have imagined.

Now the feeling was much different.

Jordyn slowly approached the bathroom and opened the door. Jace stood at the sink, staring in the mirror. Even though it was a reflection, his blue eyes were so intense.

“Jace…”

“I don’t like it,” he said. “I can’t keep losing people in my life.”

“Losing people?”

“I told myself I’d get out and just not give a f*ck. Run rampant. Fix the problems I saw. But I had no idea you would come barreling into my goddamn life, Jordyn. And I made you a promise that I intend to keep. Even if the world is against me."

Jordyn stepped forward and slipped her arms around Jace’s waist. She put her head to his back.

“I’ll be okay,” she whispered. “I trust you, Jace. I don’t know why. I’m not the kind of person that just rushes into someone’s life. But I trust you.”

Jordyn closed her eyes. Her heart raced and her stomach fluttered. It was the kind of feeling Jordyn wasn’t used to. And, damn, if Miller was right…

I’m going to fall for him.





twelve.



Jace could only stand there for so long. Each second brought them closer. When Jace looked in the mirror at himself, he was f*cking livid. He should have just tossed Jordyn out of his room from the second she stepped into it that first day. Now he couldn’t let her go. He couldn’t imagine her in that office with Strokner. Especially if Strokner was going to say things to her. Torture her with his mind games. Then touch her, force her to do more, all because the club wanted her help. Jace was pissed off that he was second guessing his choice to have Jordyn at the clubhouse.

“I’ve let you down already,” Jace said. He grabbed Jordyn’s hands and broke her hold. “Just like I said. And I’m sure I’ll hurt you.” Jace turned and pushed his way out of the bathroom.

“Jace, if Mr. Strokner is going to hurt people, he should be stopped. He’s going to hurt me if I don’t do this. Do you not understand that?”

“Don’t make yourself out to be some f*cking hero,” Jace said. “You’re not.”

“Fuck you,” Jordyn snapped. She quickly slapped a hand over her mouth.

“Yeah, speak the truth, babe. If you want to disappear after all this, you can. I’ll help you. But I promise you that you’re going to run right back into it.”

“To find out more,” Jordyn said. “Because I trust you. Because I trust what you’ll do.”

“Trust?” Jace laughed. “I went to kill a kid the other day. To send a message to his father.”

Jordyn gasped. She reminded herself, again, that she was staring at a murderer. Not alleged. Jordyn had seen it.

“You killed a kid?”

“No,” Jace said. He sat down on the edge of his bed. “I couldn’t do it. I mean, f*ck, I could have done it. I can do anything I want. But the kid was getting the shit beat out of him by some punks.”

Jordyn stepped toward Jace. “What did you do?”

Jace looked at Jordyn. “I told him to stop being a * and fight back. Either I help the kid or he ends up dead anyway. It didn’t help me get my message to the kid’s father who is the prick judge that let me sit in prison. And I’m telling you, babe, it’s all tied together. That guy that wanted to shoot me? I saw that crew getting a shipment of drugs. And Strokner wanting you to give me that file? There was a reason for that.”