“About what?”
“About the fact that I’m telling you right now that I’mreally, stupidly, crazily, totally head over heels in love with you.”
Jag said nothing.
Not a word.Not a sound.
He didn’t move.
He just stared at her through his kickass KD sunglasses.
Then he grunted, “Same.”
She couldn’t stop her grin.
Or pushing across the cab to kiss him.
Both she did.
The first big.
The second…
Hard.
It was hours later.
She was in the Chaos Compound watching another reason whyshe was in love with Jagger Black happen at the pool table.
Fabe and Lafayette were playing pool with Dutch and Jokerwhile Joany, Georgie and Joker’s wife Carissa looked on (but mostly, the womenwere giving them shit and trying to make them mess up shots, though this wasnot succeeding very well).
Another reason why she was in love with Jagger was that hewas not there.
He’d gotten a text from Mal that said,Can you come getme?
She’d watched Jagger text back,You okay?
To which, Mal replied,Yeah, I just have to get out ofhere.Mom says it’s OK.
Be there soon.
And with that, Jag asked her if she wanted to come with him,or hang.She’d told him she wanted to hang (so she could give him time with Maland give the same to Mal).
He’d kissed her quickly and left.
But when they’d arrived, Jag had told her the gang was allthere, and like Jag and Archie, a lot of them had changed out of their funeralclothes.
Since their arrival, she’d met Snapper and Rosalie, Hopperand Lanie, Tack and Tyra, Shy’s wife Tabby, Dog’s woman Sheila, Carissa, Rushand Rebel, High and Millie, Boz, Arlo, Hugger, Grizz, Karma, Saddle, the listwent on.
Jagger had a huge family.
She liked that.
She was nursing a beer and considering going over to thepool table when Hound slid up on the stool beside her.
“Hey,” she greeted.
“Hey, girl,” he replied.
