Twisted Pieces (Back Down Devil MC #5)(30)

“Maybe that’s what I need.”

Jace looked up and Jordyn looked down at him. There were a hundred things running through his mind. Most of them were words that would make things more serious than either of them was ready for."

Jordyn’s eyes were burning at him.

“I’m sorry about your family,” Jace said. “It’s not fair.”

“It’s not fair for you, either,” Jordyn said. She bit her lip for a second and then bent her knees.

She still wants it… holy f*ck…

“I don’t care about that shit,” Jace said. “I care about today.”

“You’re worried about me… Mr. Strokner…”

“I don’t want to hear his name right now.”

“Okay. What do you want to hear?”

Jace smirked. “I want to hear you moan my name while I fill that sweet * of yours…”

“Fuck,” Jordyn whispered. She bit her lip again.

He wanted her bad.

Before anything could happen there was a knock at Jace’s door.

“Open it,” Jace yelled. He turned his head and saw Blaine standing there. “What the f*ck do you want?”

“We need to go,” Blaine said. “Right now. Miller got a call from the chief.”

“What the f*ck does he want?”

Blaine looked at Jordyn, then back to Jace. “Two bodies, Jace. Pretty nasty shit.”

“Why does it involve us?”

“Miller made the call, man. Come on.”

Blaine closed the door.

When Jace stood he towered over Jordyn. “I guess I have to go, babe.”

“Nothing I can do to keep you here?”

“Not when the call comes.” Jace touched her face. “I might walk out that door and never come back. I might get my f*cking head blown off. I might get blown up. I might get kidnapped. You okay with that?”

“No,” Jordyn said. “But I guess I have to accept it.”

Jordyn moved in and kissed Jace.

There was nothing else to say. Jace hated goodbyes because they were meaningless. He’d rather leave with the lingering taste of Jordyn’s lips than anything else right now. However, at the door, he stopped and looked over his shoulder. Jordyn stood there with her jeans down to her knees and her shirt barely covering her panties.

Fuck… she’s going to destroy me.





thirteen.



When Jace opened the door, Blaine stood against the other wall. He had one foot up and stared right at Jace. Jace shut the door and Blaine came at him and threw him against the wall. He made a fist and put it to Jace’s face. One of Blaine’s ring dug into Jace’s cheek.

“I feel like knocking your f*cking teeth out,” Blaine said. “Fucking punching me like that. You know me, bro. I talk. And my talk is cheap. I don’t give a f*ck though. It keeps my goddamn mind off the bullshit outside. I like my cock rubbed, sucked, f*cked, whatever. I like to come. Give me a tight *, tight ass, small mouth, wiggling tongue…”

“What do you want right now?” Jace asked.

“I want you to know two things. First, I’m sorry for what happened to you. And that the judge f*cked with you. I believe you that there’s some kind of connection to everything. Second, I’m sorry if I said anything to offend Jordyn. I would never force myself on another brother’s old lady.”

“She’s not my old lady,” Jace said. “She’s just… here…”

“So can I f*ck her?”

Jace gritted his teeth. “You know what the prick Strokner is doing to her?”

“No. Don’t tell me. Don’t give me one more reason to gut him.”

“We have common ground then, Blaine,” Jace said. “Keep it at that. And keep your cock in your pants.”

Blaine let Jace go and put his hands up. “Fair enough. But the second you change your mind, brother, about that piece in your room… you call me. I want to tear that * up. Whatever’s going on, I can make it all better. You know, in a lot of ways, bro, I’m like a f*cking doctor.”

Jace made fists. “Doctor?”

“Doctor Blaine. Just think about it.” Blaine tapped the side of his head. He nodded and started walking.

Jace kept looking back to his room, wondering what Jordyn was thinking and what she would do. Damn her for wanting to be involved in this shit. It wasn’t a f*cking game. It was real. Far too real.

Outside, Miller, Gaige, Nate, and Griffin were already on their bikes. Jace got on his motorcycle and then their engines began growling like a rolling thunderstorm as they headed out in formation.

Jace had no idea why the hell the chief would call them about a double homicide. Unless this was going to get tied to Jace somehow. For a split second, Jace panicked and thought about going back to the clubhouse. Anytime he left the clubhouse he was risking his life anyway, but with Jordyn back in his bedroom it actually bothered him to be out in the open right now.

Jace stuck to his honor and stayed with his club. They ended up on a desolate road. It was the exact kind of road where you’d expect two guys to be killed. Or for some other kind of bad shit to go down. The road connected Frelen with a few small, rundown towns to the south. You had to go through those towns to connect with the Interstate. From there, you could go anywhere you wanted to go.