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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run

Chapter 69 Converted

Jax looked surprisingly unrumpled considering he'd slept in his clothes. He watched as Scarlett finished putting her clothes in a suitcase.

Scarlett still felt there was something off about Jax. It wasn't as obvious, but there was definitely something wrong. Her first stepfather would have told her that this was the time to move in on Jax when he seemed off balance. He had been a master manipulator of people including her mother.

"What was the last thing you remember from last night?" Jax asked.

"I remember you gave me the gun from under the pillow and I put it in my suitcase. We watched DVDs. The last scene I remember was the goat flying through the air."

"You were awake for about twenty minutes after that."

"I didn't do anything embarrassing, did I?"

"You took off your clothes and demanded that I have sex with you. Being a perfect gentleman, I knew that you were too impaired to give informed consent. I turned you down and you cried into your pillow heartbroken."

Scarlett tilted her head back and laughed. She quickly wrapped her arms around her waist to lessen the pain laughing caused.

"I like the informed consent part. Even drunk, I've never taken off my clothes."

"You were overcome by my charm."

"Ouch! Quit making me laugh," Scarlett scolded.

"Do you have everything?"

"I've got everything. Just my suitcases, my laptop in its case and my hand bag need to go in my car. I already checked out. I was thinking that we could put the top down on my car. It wouldn't be as much fun as riding on a motorcycle, but it's better than leaving the top up and we don't have to wear helmets."

"OK."

"Could you help with my hair? It will get really tangled if I don't do something with it."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Just put it in a ponytail."

"High? Low? Medium?"

Scarlett grinned.

"I love that you have hair styling skills. I'd like a high ponytail, please."

Scarlett took the hair elastic she had around her wrist and handed it to Jax.

He gathered her hair and put it in a high ponytail.

"That's perfect. Could you just tuck the ends into the elastic?"

"Like in a bun?"

Scarlett nodded.

Jax tucked the ends of her hair under the elastic before he put his arm across her shoulders and leaned close.

"Did you really think I wouldn't catch on to what you are doing?" Jax said in a husky growl.

Scarlett opened her eyes wide, trying for a look of bewildered innocence.

"I don't know what you are talking about," she protested.

"You mocked my man bun," he whispered. "You are doing it again. You are a very naughty girl, Scarlett."

Scarlett drew her eyebrows together and frowned.

"Jax, I really don't understand."

"You're overplaying the dumb blonde thing."

The look in his laser blue eyes made her heart race. She could feel his warm breath on her neck. This man might be dangerous in a way she'd never experienced.

"Damn. I never really thought it was possible to act too dumb."

"The problem is I know you aren't dumb."

"Most men never figure that out."

"Do you really think I'm like most men?"

She was glad that he still had his arm across her shoulders because she was feeling a little weak in the knees.

"Ummm . . ."

Jax distracted her by brushing his lips along the back of her neck.

"Definitely not like most men," she whispered.

"I also know that your injury doesn't affect your hair styling ability. You can reach up, but you can't reach or bend down."

"How do you know that?"

"I saw you brush your hair and I've been watching you."

"You are good," she said admiringly. "You are right about my injury too. I just wanted to have a little man bun fun."

"You will pay for that later as soon as I figure out a price."

"Higher or lower than the loofahing?"

"Higher," he said as he released her.

"Oh, damn," she said. "How about a heart felt apology instead?"

"That's no where near good enough."

He grinned that bright Jax Teller grin that had melted women's hearts since birth.