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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run

Chapter 92 Alarmed

Jax woke up the next morning. Once again, Scarlett had gotten up before him. He went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror hoping that his hair or beard was braided because he really wanted to use Scarlett as his very own personal popsicle. Scarlett definitely needed a little Jax popsicle love.

He found her inside about ready to walk out on the deck. She was in her usual good mood, but there was something about the way she looked at him. He could see the laughter in her eyes and knew that she must be up to something.

"What do you want to do today?" Jax asked.

"I thought I'd go out on the deck for awhile and this afternoon I thought I'd go out in the lake if you'll help me."

"OK. I'll go for a swim and then I'll make barbeque for lunch."

Scarlett nodded. Normally they didn't eat breakfast because they went to bed late and got up late. Sometimes Jax would grab a breakfast sandwich from the freezer and microwave it.

There was still a sparkle in her eyes and he knew that something was up with her. He returned to the bedroom on the other side of the house. He kept everything in his room and hadn't moved into Scarlett's room. He just slept there. His stuff stayed put.

He looked in the mirror and didn't notice anything. He turned and looked at his reflection from the back. Still nothing. He ran his hands through his hair. That's when he found it. A little skinny braid tucked deep in his hair out of sight.

Jax changed into his red swim trunks and went out onto the deck where Scarlett was standing.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I can't think of anything."

"OK. I want to show you something," Jax said and started walking towards her.

"You see with your eyes. What do you want me to look at? You can just point."

"I think it's better for you to see with your hands."

"I don't need to use my hands to see your abs again," she said. "I can see them from here, but thanks," she said with a grin.

"Scarlett, last chance. Is there anything you want to tell me?"

He could see that she was having a hard time keeping a straight face.

"No, Jax. There isn't."

"You were warned."

Scarlett giggled. "You are so funny when you're trying to be stern."

"Let's see how funny you think I am now," he said. He took her hand and let her feel his hair and the carefully concealed braid. "What do you think that is?"

"A braid. Must be leftover from yesterday."

"No. It wasn't leftover. Want to try another explanation?"

"You're wrong about it being a leftover braid," she suggested.

"No, that isn't it. Do you remember what I told you I would do to you?"

"If I tell you that I forgot, will you believe me?"

"You really think that's even a possibility?"

"Yeah, I didn't really think so. OK. Here are my thoughts on what happened. You licked my neck like a popsicle. You've punished me and I didn't even do anything. I had to put a braid in your hair to balance the scales of justice."

"What about when your braided my hair and beard and I didn't do anything to you?"

"I didn't know that you would have a problem with the braids. I thought you would think it was a fun look."

"Really?"

"No," she admitted smiling. "I was awake and you were asleep, so I needed something to do. I didn't know you slept so soundly and once I started braiding I couldn't stop until I ran out of hair elastics or you woke up."

"The next time you mess with me at all while I'm asleep, you will be my personal popsicle. Are we clear?"

Scarlett looked down and nodded.

"Yes, Jax," she said contritely. "We're clear. I won't mess with you anymore when you're asleep."

Jax didn't buy her contrition. He put his arms around her.

"Wake me up and then mess with me."

"It's really better for me when you're asleep."

"Let me show you some of the things we can do if we're awake together."

He pulled her closer and lowered his head to kiss her. Suddenly a loud alarm sounded from a pocket in Scarlett's shorts.

"What the hell is that?"

Scarlett took her phone out of her pocket and looked at the screen.

"Security alarm."

The carefree Scarlett was gone immediately. She walked into the house, opened the door of a kitchen cabinet and removed a gun from a hidden compartment.

"I have this," she said as she chambered a round in the gun. "You should go out to the lake and get out of here. This isn't your fight."