A/N: Here is chapter two guys! Enjoy!
About 40 minutes later Sara walked out of the bathroom dressed for the day. She chuckled seeing Lola still stretched out across her bed. "I thought you would be back in your room by now. I am glad that I didn't walk out here naked." said Sara. She stood in the mirror putting on her make-up. She felt invigorated after her night with Juice.
Lola chuckled and said, "I am too nosy to go back to my room. I want to know more about your night with Juice. Besides, I am starving. I figured I would treat the two of us to breakfast at that diner down the street. And last night when Jared took me out to dinner we passed several lovely shops that were closed for the evening. We should do some shopping here." She propped her head up on a pillow and smiled a moment watching Sara. "Sara Jane, I dare say that you are glowing. I mean, you look the happiest that I've seen you in awhile. One night with Juice did that?"
Sara finished applying her make-up and turned around quirking an eyebrow at Lola. "Lola Ann Ellis, I've known you for ten years...any time you decide to go shopping there is something wrong. Why don't you tell me a little more about this fight with Jared?" Sara had a seat on the bed.
Lola shook her head and said, "Not a chance. We are talking about the man that has you grinning this morning." Lola stood up and grabbed her purse from the side of the bed. "Move your butt. I am hungry." said Lola, heading for the door. She didn't want to give Sara the opportunity to question her any further.
Sara frowned at Lola's hasty exit. She would have to try to pin her friend down at some point to find out what the hell was going on. Lola could be impulsive and make bad decisions. Although, Sara wasn't altogether fond of Jared anyway. Jared Pierce was a pompous, self-indulgent, news anchor, from Santa Barbara. Sara picked up her bag and followed Lola out of the room. "Wait! How are we going to get there? I don't have my car back yet," Sara exclaimed.
Lola dangled a set of keys from her fingers. "I made Jared take me to Stockton to rent a car last night just in case your Tahoe wasn't fixable. Anyway, you know I don't like being dependent on a man for anything. Like right now I am hungry, but Jared is nowhere to be found." Lola and Sara walked to the parking lot and climbed into the rental car. Lola put on her sunglasses squinting in the morning sun. "So...did you ride on his motorcycle?" asked Lola, as she pulled out of the parking lot.
Sara chuckled thinking about the moment she climbed onto that motorcycle and held onto Juice for all she was worth. "Yes, I hopped on the back of that thing, and we took off. We went to this really cool bar and played pool. You know how I love to play pool! It was like he knew me without knowing me. How often does that happen?"
"I am so shocked that you actually rode on the back of his motorcycle. That is not like you at all. I am proud of you. And you are right about meeting someone that knows you without knowing you. Doesn't happen often. Not often...not often at all." said Lola flashing a smile at her friend. "So...are you going to see him again?" asked Lola excited for her best friend.
"He says that he's interested in seeing me again. And I'd really like to see him again. But I've got so much to do in this next month I don't know when I'd have time to see him. I've got to go all the way back to Louisiana and pack up my place. If the seller doesn't accept my offer, I am going to have to move into an apartment while I find a house..."
"All of those things are important, but so is a social life. If you want to see him again, you'll make the time." said Lola. She pulled into the diner parking lot and found a parking space. Lola and Sara walked into the diner and found a booth by the windows.
The two women ordered breakfast and then sat in silence for a few minutes. "So, Juice got into a fight last night at the bar. That is why we ended up going back to his place to begin with. He place was really nice by the way."
"A fight?" asked Lola shocked. "Did he win?"
"Well, I didn't actually see the fight. He asked me to wait outside for him. Are you going to tell me what is really going on with you and Jared?" asked Sara, drinking from a glass of orange juice.
Lola laughed and said, "A bar fight! And he didn't want you to stick around to see it? I like this guy more by the minute." Lola shook her head as the waitress brought over their meals. "Jared and I got into a major fight because he sprung some unpleasant news on me. He told me that he was offered an anchor position at a news station in New York. And he intends to take it. He expects me to leave my job to follow him. He just told me that was what we were going to do. There was no discussion or asking me what I wanted to do...he told me what I was going to do. I blew up at him before I knew it. How dare he? My career is just as important as his. I can't just leave the university on a moment's notice. They just moved me up from an adjunct professor to an associate professor. He got pissed and stormed out. He said he was going to get drunk."
Sara tried to resist the urge to say 'I told you so'. Instead she opted for, "I am sorry, Lola. But maybe he'll come back with a fresh perspective on things...right?"
"Maybe you are right...or maybe he is the jackass that you always told me that he was, and I am making a horrible mistake." said Lola looking across at the table. "I've lost my appetite..."
"I didn't say that, Lola. Oh come on... you can't lose your appetite. Breakfast is your favorite meal. Ever. And their hash browns look awesome." said Sara.
Lola laughed softly. "You didn't have to say anything. You've been telling me from the beginning to see who Jared really was, but I guess I didn't want. I can't marry him with this unresolved, Sara. If I don't hear from him soon so that we can work this out, I am calling off the wedding."
The two women ate breakfast in silence after that revelation. Neither of them knew what to say. After breakfast Sara put on a cheerful face. "We should get out of here and go shopping. Shopping always makes you feel better."
Lola smiled at Sara after paying for their meal. "My thoughts exactly. We can hit all of these great little shops and go crazy." Then she added, "And I can forget about my problems." They left the diner and headed to the main strip of Charming where the majority of stores were lined door to door down the picturesque street. The two women spent the next three hours shopping. When they finished, Lola's rental car was filled to the brim with bags.
As Lola was putting on her seat belt, she heard her cell phone ringing. Lola grabbed her phone and saw a number she didn't recognize. She answered the phone tentatively. "Hello?" Lola frowned, listening.
"Who is it?" asked Sara, seeing the look on Lola's face.
"It's a collect call..." said Lola. "From Jared..." Lola accepted the call and climbed out of the car to get some privacy.
Sara waited in the car and frowned.
A few minutes later Lola climbed back into the car. "The wedding is off" she announced. "That was Jared calling me from the County Jail. He was picked up this morning…with a prostitute. He needs me to come pay the fine to get him out of jail." Lola started up the car and shook her head, asking "A prostitute?" She shook her head again in disbelief. "I am going to drop you off at the hotel...okay?"
"I can come with you, Lola. You don't have to go through this alone," offered Sara.
"I'll be fine, Sara...I just need some time alone to figure this out." said Lola.
"Well, why don't you drop me off at the garage? I can see if my car is ready." said Sara. "If you need me...call my cell."
Lola nodded and said "Okay..." She smiled and said, "Put on more lipstick. You are about to see your man."
Sara blushed a little. "I am just going to go check on my car...that is all. No love connection," Sara chucked.
"Sureee...that is what they call it now?" asked Lola facetiously.
"Shut up..." said Sara laughing. She pulled down the mirror and looked at her make-up, seeing that her lipstick could use a touch up. Sara fixed her lipstick as Lola pulled onto the lot. Sara climbed out of the car grabbing her purse. "I am serious. If you need anything you call me."
"I am going to bail him out, and then I am going back to the hotel and check out of our room, and I am going to check into another room on my own. I don't want anything to do with Jared. In the mean time, have a good time with your man. Oh, I mean friend." said Lola with a smile that belied her sadness.
Sara nodded, closing the car door and waving at Lola as she sped out of the lot. Sara walked over to the office.
"Good Morning, my name is Sara Reed. My Tahoe is here for service. I was just coming to see if it is ready."
Gemma smiled and said, "You are the girl that Juice towed in yesterday. He's finishing the work on your car now. It should be ready in about thirty minutes. Why don't you have a seat and wait on him?"
"Thank you." said Sara. "Oh! How much do I owe you?" asked Sara taking out her wallet.
Gemma handed her the invoice. "Your total is at the bottom." said Gemma.
Sara handed Gemma the money and smiled. "Have a good day." She walked out of the office and sat outside to wait. It was a beautiful day outside so she didn't mind the wait. The morning sun was shining down on her as she gazed upward at the sky.
Around noon, Juice walked over to Sara. "Watching the clouds?" he asked with a small smirk on his face. He sat next to Sara on the bench.
Sara laughed at herself a little. "Yes, sometimes I like to watch the clouds...weird right?"
"Not at all...I figure that was what the cavemen did before there was TV..." said Juice jokingly. "Oh these are for you." said Juice handing her the keys to her car. "It's ready to go. I threw in a free tune up while I was under the hood. What time are you leaving? Maybe we could grab lunch together?"
"I actually don't know what I'm doing right now. I won't be going to Napa Valley. Lola has called off her wedding. She is so upset right now. I don't know what her next move will be. So we'll be staying here for another night. I'd love to hang out but...Lola is going through a lot right now. I wouldn't feel right." said Sara.
"No..that's fine. I understand that your friend needs you. I'm sorry to hear that the wedding is off. Maybe they will work things out. Uh, why don't I give you my cell phone number. You can give me a call..whenever you get settled in Stockton." said Juice.
Sara smiled at him and fished around in her purse for her cell phone. She handed the phone to him. "You can put your number in." Then she blew out a long breath and shook her head. "I don't see them working this out. Lola's fiancé, Jared, cheated on her with a prostitute and got himself arrested. And Lola isn't exactly what you would call forgiving. In fact she is usually the opposite of forgiving when it comes to men."
Juice took her cell phone and put in his home and cell phone numbers. He hoped she'd take the hint that he really wanted to stay in touch with her. He paused and looked up at her. "Oh man...that is...wow. I can see why the wedding would be off permanently."
Sara nodded and said "I should get back to her, but you will definitely be hearing from me soon." She paused and said "I mean it...I will be calling you soon..."
Juice handed Sara her phone. "I hope so..." said Juice. He opened the car door for her.
Sara climbed into the car and put on her seat belt. Sara waved at Juice before driving off the lot. She headed over to the hotel and went to her room. She had a seat on the bed and called Lola's cell phone but the call went straight to voicemail. Sara decided to leave a message. "Lola, when you get this message give me a call. I just want to know that you are okay."
A couple of hours later, Lola knocked on Sara's hotel door.
Sara opened the door and smiled. "Lola! I was seriously thinking about calling the police. Come in."
Lola shook her head. "I am sorry about that. I went for a drive and got lost. You know how bad my sense of direction is in new places. I am not really feeling up to hanging out tonight. But I was thinking that maybe you could hang out with your new friend. There is no reason for you to be here with me sulking for the rest of the night."
"We won't sulk then...we will go out for drinks or we can stay in, veg out, and watch moves." said Sara.
"That is a sweet offer, but I will be okay here by myself. I think I am just going to get some ice cream and then turn in for the night. But you have a very hot biker that is totally interested in you...take advantage of that." said Lola. She hugged Sara and smiled. "My room is on the other side of yours, so, if he doesn't want to hang out, you can always come over." Then Lola turned and walked next door to her room.
Sara closed the door and thought about what Lola said. She did make a good point. Sara walked over to the bed and grabbed her cell phone. She called Juice.
"Yeah?" asked Juice over loud music playing in the background.
"Uh...hi Juice, this is Sara...Sara Reed. You fixed my car for me today." said Sara.
Juice chuckled in a deep voice. "I think I remember the girl that spent the night sleeping on my couch. How are you doing?"
Sara blushed and chuckled. "I am fine. I was actually wondering if you were busy tonight. I don't have any plans...I was wondering if we could hang out."
Juice perked up hearing that she didn't have plans. "Uh sure. I am not busy at all. I am just hanging out at the club with the guys. When should I pick you up?"
"I am not doing anything so now is good." said Sara.
"Then now it is...I'll be there in a couple of minutes. Any idea what you want to do tonight?" asked Juice.
"Well, I am new to the area. We can do whatever you want to do. I am game for just about anything." said Sara.
Juice chuckled suggestively. "That could be interpreted in so many ways. But you are a good girl, so I know that isn't how you meant it..."
"Remember what I said last night? Who said I was a good girl?" asked Sara smirking to herself. "I'll see you when you get here, Juice."
Juice laughed at her reply and ended the call when they finished talking. He climbed off the bar stool after draining the last of his beer. "Alright I am out of here guys."
"Where are you going?' asked Chibs in his thick accent. He was playing pool with a couple of hanger-ons and Tig.
Juice said "I've got something better to do. Goodnight guys..." Juice walked out of the club, climbed onto his motorcycle, and headed over to the hotel. He had to admit that he was excited that Sara had called him. He had wondered earlier in the day if she was just blowing him off.
Sara was standing in the parking lot with a smile when Juice pulled up at the hotel. Sara was wearing a white corset top and a pair of dark denim shorts.
Juice came to a stop next to her and put his feet on the ground to steady his bike. He took off his helmet letting out a wolf whistle. "You look hot..." said Juice with a smirk. Sure, Sara looked amazing the day before, but tonight she looked like she just might be the bad girl. He offered Sara his helmet and put on his riding goggles.
Sara smiled at him. "Thanks for the compliment..." Sara put on the helmet and climbed on, holding onto Juice.
Juice drove them out to the same bar they had been to the previous night. It was one of his favorite bars when he wasn't hanging out at the club. He parked in a space and climbed off of the bike, heading into the bar with Sara. The scene tonight was a little less crowded than the previous night so there was a pool table already available. Juice walked over to it to claim it before anyone else could. He kissed her cheek and asked, "What do you want to drink?"
"Tequila would be good." said Sara, trying not to blush after he kissed her cheek. "I'll start racking up the balls." She offered, leaning over the table to grab the balls.
Juice 's eyes lingered on her ass a moment before heading over to the bar to get their drinks. He walked back over to the table as he watched Sara make the break. "I call Solids..." said Juice.
Sara smirked at him. "It seems that you always do. Your shot." said Sara standing up. She took a shot of tequila from him and downed it.
Juice ran his hand up her back. "You look hot...have I already told you that?"
Sara chuckled. "Yes, you've already said that. But I don't mind hearing it again..."
Juice smirked at her and took a swig from his beer before grabbing a pool cue and taking a shot. "So how long are you in town for?" asked Juice as casually as he could manage.
"A couple days at least. Lola doesn't want to leave until she knows what she is doing. So we have a couple of days to hang out if you want to." said Sara.
"I definitely want to. Trust me." said Juice laughing softly. "I am glad that you will be here for longer."
Sara and Juice played a couple of games of pool drinking and having a good times.
Juice saw Sara moving to the music a little as she was playing pool. "Do you want to dance?"
Sara smiled. "I'd love to...I love this song."
Juice took her hand as Led Zeppelin's "Whole Lotta Love" played, and moved to where people were dancing. Juice smiled brightly at her. Juice put his hands on her hips as they moved to the music. He couldn't help but smile watching the way Sara seemed to get lost in the music as she danced. She looked even more beautiful to him that way.
Sara grinned as danced with Juice. She moved seductively to the beat of the music. Sara loved the way Juice's eyes were focused on her as if she were the only woman in the room.
After about an hour, Juice's hands became less discrete as he moved them over Sara's body as they danced. He pulled her hips in against him closer. "So sexy..." whispered Juice against her ear.
Sara was starting to get a little tipsy and she chuckled softly. "You are sexy too with that Mohawk of yours," she said, running a hand over Juice's hair and signature tat.
Juice smiled seeing that she was getting tipsy. "Why don't we head over to my place?" asked Juice. He was still pretty sober, since he was just buzzed at the moment.
"I'd like that." said Sara. She followed Juice out of the bar and realized that it was raining. She laughed. "We are going to get soaked." She climbed onto the bike behind Juice.
Juice handed her his helmet and said "Well, now you can say that I got you wet..." He waited until she had her arms around him. "Hold on tight, doll." The he took off for his house.
As they were riding towards Juice's house, the rain started to come down harder, and he was worried that Sara wouldn't be able to hold on. He decided to just take her to the hotel since it was closer. He pulled up at the hotel and pulled into a parking place.
Sara climbed off of the bike confused. "I thought we were going to your place? Is something wrong?" She thought he was giving her the brush off. She handed him the helmet.
"No...I was figuring I could come up with you. It is raining pretty hard to ride out all the way to my house." said Juice.
"Oh! Okay..." said Sara with a smile, the rain matting her hair against her face.
Juice chuckled and asked. "Are we just going to stand here or are we going in?"
Sara laughed and nodded. "Let's go in." They went up to her hotel room, and she let them in. She shivered as she entered the room since the air was on full blast, and she was currently very wet. She hurriedly turned off the air and said "Uh...I need to get out of these close before I freeze." She turned on the heater.
"You should take off your pants and stuff." said Sara. She paused hearing how that sounded.
Juice quirked an eyebrow at her and said "Really?"
"No...I meant that I turned on the heater and you could lay your clothes out for them to dry a little." said Sara blushing. She grabbed some clothes and headed into the bathroom to change.
Juice chuckled at her embarrassment and stripped out of his clothes, draping them over a chair. He positioned the chair in front of the heater hoping his clothes would dry out somewhat. He had a seat on the bed wearing his boxers and a tank top.
Sara came out of the bathroom a few minutes later with a pink satin robe tied tightly at the waist. The robe stopped mid-thigh although she had shorts on underneath. She had a towel wrapped around her wet hair. Sara tossed Juice a towel. "I figured that you could use this."
Juice smiled. "Oh thanks." He grabbed the towel and dried off some. He looked at her thighs peeking out from under her robe.
Sara followed Juice's gaze and blushed a little. "Don't get any ideas," she said, lifting her robe up to reveal her shorts. She glanced at his gun and knife sitting on the nightstand before turning her attention back to him.
Juice chuckled. "Awww don't ruin the illusion." Juice finished drying off and had a seat on her bed again. "I've never stayed in this hotel before. It isn't too bad of a place really," commented Juice, looking around the room for the first time. He watched Sara standing awkwardly on the other side of the bed. "Are you going to stand over there all night?" asked Juice, quirking an eyebrow at her demeanor.
Sara flashed a sheepish smile. "No..." she said, making a face at him. She climbed onto the bed next to Juice. She blew out a cool breath trying to settle her nerves. She had goose bumps on her skin, and it wasn't just from being cold.
Juice had two options. He could leave or he could go out of his way to make her more comfortable. He reached over and playfully tickled Sara's thigh. "We don't have to have sex, Sara. I am cool with just hanging out with you. Don't be so nervous. It isn't like I am going to jump you."
Sara laughed quietly. "Juice...don't tickle me." She said, squirming away from his tickling hands. "No, It isn't that trust me..." Sara wasn't nervous about Juice jumping her. She was trying to maintain her composure so that she didn't jump his bones. He was laying in her bed in a pair of navy blue boxers and a navy blue wife beater. Her eyes kept wandering to his muscular arms and legs. She wondered what his chest looked like under that shirt. And he smelled so manly from working in the garage all day. The faint scent of motor oil and sweat occasionally wafted passed her nose. Not to mention she had just spent an hour or more pressed up against him on the dance floor. Their hips gyrating together in a way that would have made even Lola blush. No, she wasn't worried about Juice taking advantage of her. She was worried about losing control. Sara licked her lips briefly feeling as though they were dry. Her eyes were drawn to his tattoo. She ran her finger nail lightly over one of his tattoos. "Did that hurt a lot?" asked Sara in a sotto voice.
"Hell yeah...but a little pain can be good for you..." said Juice with a wink. Juice watched the intensity of her gaze and the licking of her lips was a tell-tale sign. The corners of his mouth turned up into a smirk. His fingers still lingered on Sara's thigh. He decided to be a little bold. He felt like he was reading her signals right. Juice reached over and untied the sash on her bath robe and brushed the satiny material back. He was greeted by the sight of Sara in a pink lace cami and a pair of pink boy shorts. Juice's mouth went dry for a moment looking at her body. He leaned in kissing her softly on the lips.
Sara's body tensed a little and her breathing picked up. But it was the way her face went flush that indicated that these were all good signs.
"You are wound too tight...much too tight." chuckled Juice quietly. He moved over some and started nibbling on her ear. He whispered quietly. "You should try to relax more...we won't do anything you don't want to do," promised Juice, moving his kisses down to her neck. Sara's perfume hung in the air. "You smell amazing..." whispered smoothing his hands along the insides of her thighs slowly as he kissed her neck.
Sara's heart started to race feeling Juice's hands on her thighs. Sara deepened the kiss as she started to relax more. The affect that he was having on her was indescribable. A moan slipped from Sara's lips that surprised even her.
Feeling Sara return his kiss encouraged Juice to push forward. His hands slid further up her thighs so that he was smoothing his hands along the inside of her upper thighs. Occasionally, his fingers brushed against the leg holes of her boy shorts. The intense make out session continued for a while. He wanted to take it slow to give Sara the chance to back out if she wanted to. After awhile he hooked his thumbs into her boyshorts sliding them off of her hips and down her legs. Juice moved onto his back and pulled Sara over on top of him so that she would feel like she was in control at the moment. He pulled her hips down against his with an appreciative groan.
Sara rested her hands on his chest and pulled his wife beater to expose the chest she had been hoping to see since yesterday when he pulled up in the tow truck. She ran her fingers over his muscled chest and abdomen. "You must work out...a lot." said Sara with a quiet chuckle. She had finally loosened up.
Juice smiled at her. "Well, I spent 14 months in jail. There isn't really much to do in jail other than work out. I guess I've just kept it up the last few months since I've been back home."
"14 months must be a long time to go without sex...well unless..." Sara trailed off laughing softly as she kissed his neck. The faint scent of motor oil and sweat driving her wild. Not to mention feeling Juice's manhood nestled firmly between her legs. The only thing separating them was the thin fabric of his boxers.
Juice smirked and placed a light slap on her ass. He wagged his finger at her playfully. "That's not funny. The only action I saw in prison was my hand."
Sara playfully poked out her lip. "Oww...that hurt..." said Sara
Juice laughed softly and lightly rubbed the spot and said "Is that better...?'
"Much better..." said Sara. "Please tell me you have protection with you...?" asked Sara looking as if that had just occurred to her. "I will be seriously disappointed if you don't because...right now is sort of a Thundercats Ho! sort of moment..."
Juice laughed and rolled over so that he was on top of her. "Yes, I have condoms...never leave home without them," he said climbing off the bed and went over to the chair where his clothes were laying. He felt around in the pocket of his pants and found three condoms connected to one another. "I'm like a boy scout, baby. Always prepared..." said Juice walking back over to the bed with a slightly cocky smile. He stripped off his boxers and rolled on the condom before rejoining her on the bed. Just as juice was about to make his move they heard yelling from outside. Juice tried to ignore it and moved forward joining him and Sara.
Sara was so consumed with passion that she was able to put the yelling out of her mind figuring it was just the person next door. "Juice..." breathed Sara as she moaned.
Juice was encouraged by her response and continued on. But the yelling outside of the room only seemed to escalate. However, Juice tried his best to ignore it since he could only hear man's muffled voice. But when he heard the tell-tale sound of a door being kicked in and a woman's shrill scream he knew he had to stop and investigate. Juice climbed off of the bed. "I am going to go check that out." He hurriedly pulled on his pants and zipped up. Juice pulled on his shirt and cut, and grabbed his gun.
Sara was brought out of her state of euphoria hearing a woman's scream. It was then that it on dawned her that Lola's room was next door. "Oh shit." said Sara. She grabbed her shorts pulling them back on and pulled on her robe tying it. "That is Lola's room I am coming with you."
Juice shook his head. "I will check on your friend. You stay here." said Juice. He walked out of the room closing the door behind him and walked next door seeing the hotel room door wide open. The wooden door was splintered. Juice walked into the room seeing a tall white man in a suit that looked slept in.
Jared was pounding on the bathroom door. "Lola! Open the door or I'll break this one down too." yelled Jared. He kicked the door in frustration. "Baby, we can work this out. You know you still want to marry me..." said Jared.
Juice said "The lady doesn't want to talk to you. So you need to take a walk." Juice walked further into the room surveying the scene. Jared had apparently thrown the TV onto the floor.
Jared turned around. He was obviously high. He looked at Juice's disheveled appearance. His workman's shirt from the garage was buttoned incorrectly and he wasn't wearing shoes. "Who the fuck are you?" sneered Jared.
Juice said "Listen you fucking junkie. You are screwing up my night. You need to kick rocks, now!" "Lola! You okay in there? It's Juice...Sara's friend." asked Juice looking toward the bathroom door.
"You know my Lola?" asked Jared. "How do you know my Lola?" asked Jared storming toward Juice.
Lola opened the door cautiously hearing Juice's voice. "I'm okay..."
Jared heard Lola's voice and turned to rush toward her.
Juice groaned. "Fucking junkie..." He rushed Jared knocking him to the ground with a thud before he could reach Lola. Juice looked up at her. "Go next door to Sara's room..." said Juice.
Lola nodded quickly and hurried past the two men and ran next door to Sara's room.
"Get off of me you dirty spic!" yelled Jared angrily. He managed to get his hands from underneath Juice's body and punched Juice in the face knocking him backwards.
Juice was stunned only momentarily. "I got your dirty spic." said Juice getting up punching Jared in the face several times. He was knocking the man around like he was a ragdoll.
Sara had been worried about Juice. She left Lola in her room and peered into the hotel room, watching Juice beat Jared senseless.
Juice finally stopped hitting Jared when he hit the ground and stayed down. Juice grabbed the man by his jacket and all but drug him out of the hotel room."Now get the fuck out of here." said Juice spitting in his direction. He stood over the beaten man with a look on his face that didn't bode well for Jared's permanent safety if he didn't get lost.
But Jared was too busy reveling in his coke fueled brain to register the inherent danger of this situation. He staggered to his feet and spotted Sara. "You! You stupid bitch! You are the one that convinced her to call off the wedding." said Jared charging toward Sara like he was going to hit her.
Lola got between Sara and Jared. "No, I don't want to marry you because you cheated on me with a whore! Just leave me alone, Jared."
Juice was fed up with this entire situation and grabbed the man throwing him over the railing onto the pavement below them.
"Oh shit..." muttered Lola.
"Lola...are you okay?" asked Sara worriedly.
"I'm fine..." said Lola shaking her head. Lola and Sara walked over to the railing and looked over seeing Jared's body laying on the side walk. "Do you think he is dead...?" asked Lola. She started to laugh. She covered her mouth feeling bad but she continued to laugh.
Juice looked at Sara and Lola. "Your friend is sick...seriously." Juice said "I am going to go down there and check the bastard. Juice walked downstairs to the parking lot. He nudged Jared with his foot.
Jared groaned being semi-unconscious.
"He's still alive..." called Juice up to the girls.
Lola started laughing even more.
Sara put her arm around her friend and chuckled quietly. "Lola...how do you get me into these situations..."
"Me...? Your boyfriend is the one that threw him over the railing." said Lola laughing harder.
"He's not my boyfriend..." said Sara.
"Sure...that's why your bedroom smells like..."
Sara cut her off "Point taken. Come on let's go down there."
Lola and Sara walked down the stairs to the parking lot and saw Juice on the phone.
He hung up and lifted Jared up. "We've got to get him out of the parking lot before someone sees him."
Lola said "Okay...we'll help you." Lola grabbed one of Jared's legs.
Sara grabbed the other leg and the three of them carried Jared up the stairs and into Sara's hotel room. They dropped Jared on the floor when they made it to the room. Sara locked the door behind them.
Lola had a seat on Sara's bed but wrinkled her nose and moved to a chair. "I am so sorry about this you guys..."
Juice said "You don't have any reason to be sorry. None of this is on you. I called a couple of friends to figure out what to do with him."Juice nodded his head to Jared.
Sara groaned. "He is going to bleed on the floor." She grabbed a dry towel from the bedroom and stuffed it under Jared's head.
For the time being everyone sort of just occupied the room in silence. About ten minutes later there was a heavy knocked at the door.
Juice went to the door to look out the peephole. He moved back, opening the door to let Tig, Jax, and Tara into the room.
Tig looked at Jared laying on his side with a white towel under his head now covered in blood. "What the fuck happened?" asked Tig.
"I threw him over the railing. He hit his head. He's alive..." said Juice shrugging his shoulders.
Tara said "Has he talked at all?'
Juice nodded and said "Yeah he talked. You think he is going to be okay, Doc?"
Tara kneeled down on the floor examining the back of Jared's head. She nodded. "He needs some stitches but he should be okay."
Jax nodded to Tig and Juice and the three men walked outside talk in private so that Juice could explain what the hell happened. And more importantly they had decide what to do with the prick.
Twenty minutes later the guys walked back into the room and Juice walked over to Sara. "I need to talk to you two..."
Sara nodded and walked with Juice to the other side of the room with Lola following close behind.
"Tig and I are going to take Jared and drop him and his car off in Morada. But you guys can't say anything about what happened tonight...to anyone. You think you can handle that?" asked Juice seriously looking between both of them. "He is high right now. Even if he were to report this...he wouldn't get much traction. But if he does and the police start looking. This could cause trouble for the club."
Sara nodded and said "Of course we won't say a word about what happened tonight. Not to anyone. I never liked him anyway."
Juice looked at Lola.
"I won't be saying word one to anybody about this. He called me a nigger he can kiss my ass. Besides, I wouldn't want to cause any trouble for your club. I appreciate you coming to the rescue." said Lola.
Juice said "I am not the type of guy to just sit on my thumbs when shit happens." He smiled. "Don't worry about your room door. I slipped the owner some money. He's a friend of the club. No one is going to say anything about it. Here is your key to your new room. It is on the other side of Sara's room." Juice handed Lola the key and walked back over to Jax.
It took about thirty minutes but everyone cleared out of the room leaving Sara and Lola by themselves. Lola spoke up first. "I am so sorry that I interrupted your night. I should have listened to you when you said that Jared was no good. He was just so…charming. I couldn't see through it..."
Sara said "You have no reason to apologize. You are like my sister. I will always have your back...whether you are interrupting the best sex of my life or not." She hugged Lola. "We all have on blinders sometimes. When you love a person you see the best in them and try not to recognized the worst. At least you saw his true colors before you married him. And you get to walk away scot-free."
"Well, I do have 100 + wedding gifts to return...she laid her head on Sara's shoulder. I always manage to get myself into untenable situations." said Lola. She paused and took her head off of Sara's shoulder.
"What?" asked Sara looking at her oddly.
Lola burst into laughter. "My baby does the hank panky." sang Lola. "Oh! No! Wait! I've got a better song." Lola struggled to think of the lyrics. "Stroke it Clarence Carter, but don't stroke fast..."
Sara put her hand over Lola's mouth to stop her from singing. She shook her head laughing. "Juice was right...you are sick...very sick."
Lola shook Sara's hand off of her mouth. "Ewww...I don't know where your hand has been! But I have a good idea...strokin! wait no that was your left hand. You are a righty...nevermind." Lola laughed. "I am going back to my room to give you privacy for whenever your man makes it back. I need some sleep...when Juice gets back...thank him again for his help." Lola headed to the door.
Sara nearly fell off the bed laughing. "Lo...what do you think about me and Juice...you know him being a biker?" asked Sara.
"I think that biker or not he's a sweet guy, and you are into him. And he is into you. Obviously, he believes in chivalry. A lot of guys would have heard the goings on next door and kept strokin...but he came to the rescue like a smokin hot Latin Superman. I think bikers are awesome. You know my uncle is a biker. They might be outlaw badasses. But at the end of the day...they love their old ladies and their families as much as the next guy. Maybe more...because they know what they risk every time the walk out the door." Lola smiled at Sara. "You are an over-thinker...and sometimes you think yourself right out of a good thing. Go with the flow and see where it leads...love you.."
"Love you, too, Lola." said Sara with a smile.
Lola walked out of the room and went over to her new room after collecting the stuff from her old room.
Sara got up and locked the door and then stretched out in the bed wondering what time Juice would make it back.
Juice knocked on the door hoping that Sara was still wake.
Sara hopped off the bed and rushed over to the door opening it with a smile. "Hi!" said Sara throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him.
Juice returned her kiss walking her backward into the room. He used his foot to kick the door closed. He was definitely surprised by that greeting but he was glad to have it.
Sara pulled back with a small smirk and walked behind him locking her hotel room door. She grinned taking off her robe to reveal that while he was gone, she had stripped out of her cami and boyshorts.
Juice licked his lips appreciatively. "Today must be my birthday..." said Juice, walking to her and running his hands over her soft curves.
Sara shook her head "Nope. This is my way of saying thank you for being a stand up guy. And it was kind of hot to watch you throw a guy off of a building." Sara pushed his cut off of his shoulders and put it on a chair nearby. Her fingers deftly unbuttoned his workshirt and unbuttoned his pants as she pulled him over to her bed.
Juice put his gun on the nightstand and stepped out of his pants. He lifted Sara up off of her feet making her wrap her legs around his waist and he fell back onto the bed with her. "You are so beautiful." murmured Juice.