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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run
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Chapter 338 Crazy Love
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They had switched back to Scarlett's Corvette, removed the disguises they wore for her physio appointment and were on the drive back to Charming.
"How did your therapy go to today?"
"When I was going up the stairs, I got this feeling in my back that means I'm going to get hit with a giant wave of pain in a couple of hours that lasts until I kill it with painkillers at bedtime.
"I told my therapist, so she stretched out my legs. If I don't get the wave of pain, I'll know how to handle that pain."
"Can you stretch out your legs by yourself?"
"No. I can't even lift my legs, but I'm going to figure out a way to do it."
"I'll do it."
"You wouldn't mind?"
"Scars, this is when you make me angry," he said looking over at her while they were stopped at a red light."
"What did I do?" she asked bewildered.
"You took care of me. I will take care of you. That's how this works."
Scarlett watched him as he continued their drive.
"I'm not used to having anyone help me except my dad."
"Now you have me too."
He leaned over at the next red light and kissed her.
"You're used to having people help you with your MC. It's going to be an adjustment getting used to having someone else who can help me."
"It will be worth it," Jax said with a grin. "Remember what my ass looks like?"
Scarlett wrapped her arms around herself and burst into laughter.
She couldn't remember the last time she'd been truly happy. Falling in love with Jax brought her more joy than she could ever have imagined.
The problem was she couldn't stay happy for long. She'd start worrying about some crazy thing—her mother had called it borrowing trouble. This time, she would refuse to give in to the negative thoughts that were already beginning to creep into her mind.
It hit her. Her mind slammed on the brakes. There was something that she was overlooking. It wasn't that Jax might have killed her sister Violet. She didn't believe that. She remembered how he'd pounded on her door that evening when a blonde woman's body had been found and he was desperately trying to find out if it were her. She believed there was a serial killer out there and it wasn't Jax.
This might be an even crazier idea. Jax showed her a wedding picture of his mother, Clay and JT. Jax looked nothing like either of his parents. Both had dark hair and eyes. Jax had a resemblance to Clay. They both had light eyes and the same build. She didn't resemblance Clay much but she had his curly wavy hair.
The idea of Gemma sleeping with both JT and Clay wasn't all that surprising. When Gemma got pregnant she might have even thought JT was the father. As anyone who has watched a little daytime TV knows, the mother doesn't always get the name of the father right.
Was it possible that Clay was really Jax's father or was she being crazy? She knew she was probably being crazy, but she had to know if Jax were her half brother before she fell anymore deeply in love with him.
She didn't want to know, but she had to know. She'd send their toothbrushes for DNA testing. She had to know if she were in love with her half brother.