I growl as a possessiveness I have never felt before rushes through me, and I slam my lips back against her hard.
Mine, all fucking mine.
I smile slightly at my beer, the memory of me taking Jasmine’s virginity washes over me. It was our six-month anniversary, and after going for a ride on the back of my bike for the first time, she told me she was ready. She just left out the fact that she hadn’t been with anyone else so I wasn’t as careful as I should have been.
Jasmine and I, despite no one knowing about us, are growing stronger every fucking day and yeah, she also came to my graduation despite my whole family being there, fuck, she was the only reason why I walked the stage because she begged meand mentioned Granny wanted to come along. Granny, whom I see with her every Tuesday, and have created a bond with the old broad who likes to cause trouble.
Last Tuesday, she somehow managed to get vodka slipped to her. The woman was fucking drunk and bearing mind with her meds she is on she shouldn’t be drinking.
Got to fucking love her though and because of how close I’ve come with the woman I mentioned to Doc after we graduated college that when we become officers of the club, when we become doctors, Tuesdays are out of the question for me, that I won’t be available. Yeah, he was suspicious but he didn’t grill me over it, proving the kind of friend he is.
If my girl, who is studying to become a lawyer of all fucking things, makes time every Tuesday for her Granny, then so can I, especially when Mr. Charms, the family law attorney in town, also tries to make an effort on Tuesdays.
Turns out the fucker is actually Jasmine's uncle.
“You haven’t been around much these past few years,” Dad mentions, bringing me out of my head, and I don’t look his way as I notice it’s only been five minutes since I last checked the time and I scowl.
Fuck’s sake.
I haven’t been around much since I moved out, never mind the last few years and he knows this. I just happen to be around even less since meeting Jasmine.
“Busy with school and the shop,” I state, not really lying.
“You really going to continue to work at the garage when you get your MD?” he asks, and I hum as I nod.
“That is still the plan,” I admit, looking at him to see his whole focus on me, which is really fucking strange.
He’s barely been around since Mama had her fucking affair.
Dad nods as he looks over me and murmurs, “As I said, I’m proud of you, son,” and I smile slightly, but the smile soon drops as a hand grips my arm, and Kate purrs, “Hey, Tank…”
I shiver in disgust and get out of her grip, her smirk falling as I glare at her.
“Why in the fuck are you touching me?” I demand, and she jumps back as my dad side-eyes me with a frown.
I get it, he doesn’t know about my girl but I can’t stand back and allow someone else to touch me.
I belong to Jasmine.
“Logan,” Mama snaps, and I turn my glare at her blatant disrespect.
“Sara!” Butch, Doc’s dad, shouts, causing Mama to flinch, and she tries, “I’m not speaking to a brother, Butch, I’m snapping at my son for his disrespect to his –”
“Now I know you were not about to say girlfriend,” Butch growls, and Mama looks at Dad for support, but he just scoffs, “You’ve just disrespected our son in front of the whole club, all because he didn’t want a woman's advances that you keep encouraging. You are most likely going to be banned from the clubhouse for a while because of said disrespect so give it a fucking rest, woman!”
Mama’s nostrils flare, and I sigh, shaking my head as I put my untouched bottle on the bar and mutter, “See you later, Dad,” and I shove past Kate, who tries to grab hold of me even though I’ve just snapped at her, while Lyndsey watches me walk away, knowing if she tried anything, I’d ruin her life even further.
She showed up at my farmhouse last year while I was out and Jas open the door and the bitch had the nerve to call my girl the maid, and demand she leave her own home so she could speak toherman. Oh and she was also in a trenchcoat, completely naked underneath.
I swear, I was in the doghouse for about a month after that shit meaning no sex and sleeping on the goddamn couch. Jas refused to sleep with me in the any of the guest rooms as punishment for the treatment she got from Lyndsey who banged on the door for a whole fucking hour after Jas slammed it shut in her face, shouting about all the ways I made her come until I showed up.
“Your grandma ex-lover is here, come sort your shit out!”
Her words still make me fucking flinch, the coldness in her tone. But boy when Jas is pissed and has just had her monthly, you want to run a mile, fuck, even I was a little scared of her.
I ended up telling Lyndsey’s husband about our affair out of retaliation, how she took my virginity at sixteen and tried to groom me. He ensured she got fuck all in the divorce which is why everyone doesn’t believe her lies about him cheating on her.
If he had cheated, she would have gotten a shit ton of money.
