Oliver, Wrecker, and Pipe stepped in behind Jesse like they had been summoned.
“Everything good?”Wrecker asked.His tone was calm.Deadly calm.
Jesse turned and somehow found the nerve to glare at him.“Nothing that concerns you.”
Wrecker’s gaze swept the area.“You’re in my clubhouse,” he said.“So yeah, this concerns me.”
“Wrecker, I’m sorry,” I said quickly.
He held up a hand without looking at me.I shut my mouth immediately.
“I think it’s time for you to leave,” Wrecker said to Jesse.
Jesse laughed, but there was no humor in it.“Yeah, I was fucking trying to,” he snapped, “but your little fucking puppet here won’t let my girl go.”
Wrecker’s eyes flicked to Jude, then to me.“You want to leave with him?”he asked.
I shook my head before I could think.
At the same time, Jude growled, “No.”
Wrecker nodded once and looked back at Jesse.“She doesn’t want to go with you,” he said.“You can go, and we’ll make sure she gets home safe.”
“She’s mine,” Jesse said again.
Pipe stepped closer.“Time to go,” he said quietly.There was nothing quiet about the threat in his tone.
I had never seen them like this.Protective, sure.But this?This was something else.
“This is bullshit!”Jesse shouted, getting right in Pipe’s face.
Everything happened fast.
Too fast.
Oliver moved.
Grabbed Jesse’s arm and twisted it behind his back in one smooth motion.
Jesse shouted, trying to pull free but didn’t even come close.“Let me fucking go!”he yelled.He tried to lunge toward me, but Jude stepped in front of me completely, his arm reaching back, pulling me tight against his back.
Solid.
Unmovable.
“You got thirty seconds to get the fuck out of here,” Jude growled, “before I rip your fucking head off.”
I peeked around his shoulder just in time to see Jesse spit at him.
Any feelings I had for Jesse were gone.
Instantly.
Oliver yanked him back, Pipe right there with him, dragging him away.
“This is bullshit!”Jesse shouted again.
No one responded.
