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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run

Chapter 22 Spy

It was almost time to go to bed. She had to get up early. She went to the window in her loft hoping she might catch one last glimpse of Jax walking around the lake. No Jax. She would just have to be content that she'd seen him at the fair earlier.

He brought the blonde whore and paraded her around so everyone knew that she was with him. She could still barely walk. What kind of sex could have caused that kind of injury? Was the pleasure worth the pain?

Sex with Jax would be worth everything to her. If she could just be with Jax even once, that would be enough to keep her happy for the rest of her life. That wasn't too much to ask especially since Jax had slept with hundreds of girls. What difference did one more matter?

Why was Jax still with the blonde whore? Could he be falling for her? He was always smiling and laughing when he was with her. She had never seen Jax do that with any other girl, not that she could remember anyway. He was probably just being nice to her because he'd injured her and he felt guilty.

That was all it could be. He just felt guilty. He couldn't be falling in love with that whore. She would never let that blonde whore have him.