Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run

by malenavillainess

She's been running from the powerful crime boss she left at the altar, her bio dad & SOA for too long. Time to fight. Saving herself means bringing down SAMCRO & its sexy vice prez Jax. She's too smart to fall in love with him. Jax can try to screw with her heart, but she's going to screw with his head. Winner lives. Too bad for her, someone is killing the women closest to him. AU

109. Chapter 109 Played

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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run

Chapter 109 Played

Over a leisurely brunch of French toast, hash browns and sausage, Scarlett told Jax that she'd scrapped her idea of opening a coffee and baked goods shop. She wanted to open a unique décor and furnishings store. As much as Jax would have enjoyed sampling the baked goods from Scarlett's proposed store, he agreed that a décor and furnishings store would be an easier store for her to run. He suggested some locations in Charming that would be perfect for her business.

Before they went to their rooms to change, Jax ran his hands through his hair. He frowned and ran his hands through his hair again.

"What is this?" Jax said. He turned around and showed Scarlett a braid buried underneath his hair.

"How did this get there?" he demanded.

"I don't know," Scarlett said frowning. "Could it be left over from before?"

"Scarlett," Jax said sternly, raising an eyebrow.

"Really, Jax. I don't know how it got there. I didn't do it. I swear."

"These denials remind me a lot of your previous ones. Do you remember what I said I'd do to you?"

"Jax, cross my heart, I don't know how . . ."

Her green eyes narrowed and she walked slowly and painfully to him.

"You son of a bitch," she said indignantly jabbing him hard in the stomach. "You did it yourself and you're trying to blame me."

Jax chuckled.

"I wanted to see the difference between when you lie and when you tell the truth."

"I should get to shave part of your eyebrow."

"How about I give you a kiss instead?" Jax tried one of his smooth seductive smiles on her.

"I'd still rather sha . . ."

Jax had learned over the past several days that Scarlett wasn't physically fragile. She had trouble moving or standing. A short, careful kiss should work out just fine.

He slipped his arm around her waist, but instead of pulling her tight against him, he moved in close before kissing her. He kissed her softly and gently. She was warm and yielding. He wanted so much more from her than a sweet kiss, but he broke off the kiss. Kissing her had an element of torture in it because he was always left with wanting more.

She put her hand out and rested it lightly on his abs before standing on tiptoe and brushing her lips across his.

"I'd still rather razor your eyebrow."

"You're a hard woman, Scarlett."

"And you're a hard man, Jax," she said grinning. "A very hard man."