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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run
Chapter 230 Toxic Masculinity
Author's Note:
Many many thanks to Emily who talked me off the ledge and kept me from losing my mind completely and deleting this story. Her words helped me a lot.
Since I didn't have a way to message you, I wanted to let you know how much your words helped me over my mini-meltdown.
You are amazing. I wish I were bi-lingual. I envy you your ability. Your English is better than a lot of Americans.
Chapter 230 Toxic Masculinity
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Scarlett's face was flushed. She rubbed her forehead. Her skin felt warm. Maybe she was coming down with something—a bad case of Jax. Silly girl, she scolded herself.
"It's really hot in here," she said.
Jax raised an eyebrow.
"What are you up to?"
"Nothing," she said innocently. "Would you mind turning up the A/C?"
Jax got up, went to the A/C unit underneath the window and turned it up. It was a little warm in the room and it was going to get even hotter.
"You're bluffing, Jax. You aren't going to do a damned thing to me."
Scarlett looked at Jax and didn't believe for a second that she had pushed him too far.
Jax laughed.
"Scarlett, did you forget I'm an outlaw biker?"
"No, I remember," she said. She watched him carefully, weighing how far she could push. There was plenty of room left.
"OK," he said. He took a step closer, his eyes locked on Scarlett. "Let me explain a couple of things, just so you know. I'm not politically correct. I don't need a safe space. I never bought into all the fake news shit on TV. I don't believe in the liberal concept of toxic masculinity. Now pick your punishment."
Scarlett hesitated. She wasn't expecting this turn, not so soon anyway. Jax walked into the bathroom, returned, tossed her make-up case on the bed and grabbed her by the ankles.
"Jax, wait a second," Scarlett protested.
She was going to go to hell. That was all there was to it because she enjoyed the feel of his hands around her ankles and all his masculinity. Toxic or not, it was sexy as hell and she wanted to go to hell.
What was wrong with her? She was supposed to be a modern woman who believed all the politically correct stuff she heard on TV. Except, she didn't really believe it.
She could pretend, but deep down inside she wanted a man to be a man. She didn't want some whiney guy who needed a safe space or an emotional support animal. That was one of the sexiest things about Jax. He was a kick ass and take names kind of guy.
"Now, pick your punishment. You know you deserve it."
"Jax," she protested, half-heartedly.
"That's it," he said, pulling her down on the bed by her ankles. "I'll decide. It's the mystery punishment."
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Next: Jax and Scarlett will finally finish whatever it is they are doing.
Opie returns home, there's a party, Scarlett scrambles trying to find a way to prove to Clay he isn't her father and there might be a cat fight with a twist at the park party.