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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run

Chapter 16 Loofah

Scarlett had come to see her severe back spasms as a blessing. It gave her a great reason to avoid sex and Jax seemed willing enough to spend time with her knowing that it wasn't going to go anywhere.

After he left Saturday night, she listened to the messages he'd left on her cell phone and she could hear his concern deepen with each message. That last message simply asked her, even if she never wanted to see him again, to call and let him know she was alive. He'd been so worried that he'd come to her motel and pounded on her door.

His concern didn't mean he was in love with her, but he was developing some fondness for her. When she'd asked him to take her on a walk last night, he'd agreed. He was kind, gentle and careful with her. He also didn't make her feel like she was a burden to him.

The truth was she liked spending time with him. It was easy to be light-hearted and flirtatious with him. It had been a long time since she'd enjoyed spending time with a man.

She just had to keep reminding herself that Jax was her target and it wouldn't be good to like him too much because she was going to betray him. Finally, she topped it off by thinking of the hundreds of women he'd seduced. How much was real and how much was he playing her to get her to sleep with him?

Scarlett followed a long hot shower with muscle relaxer and a nap before she got ready for Jax. She was moving more easily, but she still had several more days of recovery ahead of her.

She liked to change her appearance up by using different make-up and varying how much she used. She was leaving her hair the way it dried so it was wavy and a bit curly. She used a smoky berry eyeshadow that made her eyes look greener, a little blush and a deep red lipstick that she coated her lips with over and over again.

Jax arrived this time with a polite knock at her door. His hair was still wet from his shower. He had on a long-sleeved white SAMCRO T-shirt, jeans and his cut.

"You have my gun?"

He reached into his cut and held it out to her.

"Now, I'm going to give it to you and trust that you will pay the ransom."

"I'll pay the ransom."

He handed her the gun. She pulled the clip from the gun, making sure it was full and checked that there was still a round in the chamber.

"Don't trust me?"

"I just want to make sure that if I need to use this, I know it's loaded and ready to go. I always check my weapons if someone else has had them. I'm compulsive that way."

"That's not a bad thing. It's never a good time to need your gun only to discover someone took the clip out. I don't think you will need that tonight."

"I do have my smaller gun in my purse. OK. I'll leave it."

"I can always protect you."

"Thanks for the offer, but I protect myself. Although in my physical condition, I'm kind of limited to using my gun since I can't fight or even run away."

"It's going to be OK. I'm not taking you anywhere dangerous."

She slipped the gun under the bed pillow on the side she didn't sleep on.

"Now, my part," she said walking over to him.

She ran her hand slowly up his shirt front before snaking her other arm around his neck. She took the point of his beard at the chin and held it lightly with her fingers. She brought her lips slowly to his touching them lightly. Suddenly she veered from his mouth and buried her lips in his beard, smearing her red lipstick all over his facial hair using her hold on his beard and her arm around his neck to keep him prisoner. She pulled back from him laughing.

"I paid the ransom," she said releasing her hold on his beard.

"If you didn't have that back injury," Jax said with a wicked gleam in his eye. "I'd pin you to your bed and use my beard to exfoliate your skin everywhere."

"Jax Teller human loofah," she said grinning. "I bet there aren't many girls in Charming who would turn down that offer." Despite the coolness of her words, her face was flushed.

"I can only think of one girl who would be that foolish."

Jax went into the bathroom and used a washcloth to clean his face and beard off, while Scarlett used the mirror over the dresser to wipe off her lipstick and replace it with a sheer berry lip stain.

"You aren't getting off that easy," Jax said returning from the bathroom.

He walked up behind her and put his arm across her, pining her arms to her sides and then he pushed aside her hair and rubbed his beard along the back of her neck with just enough pressure to tickle her skin.

Scarlett had great self-control when it came to sex, but the feel of his beard against her skin was heating her up. His breath was warm on her neck as he brushed his lips along the path he'd taken with his beard.

He smiled when he heard her catch her breath.

"I'm going to remember what you did to me and what I've told you I'm going to do to you," Jax whispered softly in her ear, still standing behind her, pinning her arms to her side. "You won't be injured forever."

"I can leave town," she whispered. Her heart was pounding and she felt weak in the knees again, only this time it wasn't from low blood sugar.

"Coward. I think you're afraid I'm going to melt the ice and you are going to burn for me."

"Never going to happen," she said coolly.

She was proud of herself for managing to sound calm and cool when he had liquefied her insides with his touch. Jax Teller in full seduction mode was going to be much harder to resist than she imagined. The timing of her back injury couldn't be better or safer for her.

The sun was just beginning to set as Jax pulled into the parking lot. While Scarlett was better, she still found getting in and out of her car especially difficult. As much as she hated being dependent for help, she let him take her elbow to guide and support her as needed.

"You are going to really burnish my sexual reputation," Jax said with a grin.

"How is that?"

"Some may assume you were injured when we were together."

She stopped in her tracks and stared out him. She couldn't tell whether or not he was serious.

"Why would they assume something like that? You hurt women when you are romantic with them?"

"No, they'll think it was something creative that went wrong."

"How could anything with you and sex go wrong?"

"Good point."

"I'll tell you what I'll do, I will tell your MC friends that it happened during something sexually creative and you have to promise not to loofah me."

Jax rubbed his hand over his beard and shook his head.

"I could tell them something that would be less flattering. A lot less flattering."

"Go ahead and do that," Jax said looking through the crowd. "Here comes a couple of them now."

Juice and Half-Sack were making their way towards them.

"Bring it on, darlin'."