Beautiful Broken Rules (Broken, Series #1)(40)

Just then, we heard the roar of a motorcycle pull into the garage next to the truck. Jace parked on the passenger side. When I realized Jaxon wasn’t kidding, I reached out and pulled the door lever. Before he could stop me, I slipped off his lap onto the ground.

I walked down the side while Jace was on the opposite side of the truck bed. Only my shoulders and head were visible to him. He looked at me and cocked an eyebrow.

“Um, Em, are you missing something?” he asked.

At the same time, Jaxon was jumping from his seat, standing right behind me, covering up my breasts with his hands. I tried my hardest to not close my eyes in that moment and make Jace uncomfortable. “Not funny, Emerson,” he growled in my ear. “Keep walking, Jace.”

“I took my shirt off to try to seduce your brother, but he refuses to have sex with me,” I blatantly told Jace pouting.

Jace bent over, laughing hysterically. “Oh, buddy; there is something wrong with you, Jax. I’d take care of you in a heartbeat, Emmy.” Even though I knew he was kidding, I still smiled back at him.

When I perked up, Jaxon yelled, “Fucking leave, Jace!”

Jace walked up the stairs to the apartments laughing. I turned around to face Jaxon. Still standing in front of me, he leaned over and grabbed my shirt from the truck. He slipped it over my head and pulled my arms through the holes as if I were a toddler.

“You’re no fun.” I stuck out my bottom lip to him.

He leaned down and bit it between his teeth, “I think you’re enough fun for the both of us.”

We walked up the stairs to our apartments. When I reached my door, he leaned over and kissed my cheek before continuing down to his.

Before he stepped inside, he asked, “Jace and I are going to do a beer run to bring over tonight, any requests?”

“Sex on the beach? Slippery nipple? Screaming orgasm?”

His eyes got dark as he looked at me. “Do you serve these often, Miss Bartender?”

Very slowly, I replied, “Every. Single. Night.” His eyes widened as I walked in and closed my door before he could add anything else. Let him stew on that for a bit!

Great, now I was sexually frustrated and there was no way I could fix it. Well technically, I know that I could go out and fix it and Jaxon would never know. For some reason though, I knew I couldn’t go back on our bet, especially since it was my idea. I don’t doubt that he would have held up his end of the bargain if he had lost. That was two bets I had lost to him in a row. I needed either to step up my game, or stop betting with the hot country boy.



Chapter Seven

First Fight

By ten o‘clock, people started arriving at our place, all on a high from the team’s win. Quinn still hadn’t come back down to our place. I had been texting her for the last thirty minutes with no reply. Jaxon was still out doing a beer run. Jace, who I guess decided not to go, had come over to help me rearrange furniture and move all the breakable things to a locked closet. We pushed chairs and tables against the wall to allow for more room. I put trashcans on the patio for the smokers and beer cans that will undoubtedly pile up. I walked down the hall to the guy’s apartment. Just as I expected, Cole’s door was closed.

“Quinn! I’m counting to three and then I’m dragging your butt out of there. You promised!” I heard shuffling around and laughing. “One… two… th-“ I was interrupted by Cole opening the door in front of me with a huge grin on his face.

“Emmy, give us a break,” he laughed. He only had a pair of navy blue boxers on.