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fight, she might get caught in the crossfire.
    “ Before we go. I have some news from my VP. My club brothers are talking about taking me out and taking the presidency from me. If that happens, you will be with me. It's only fair you make that choice,” he says.  
    She advances towards him and gives him her bag.
    “ It's only fair if I'm there to save your ass when shit hits the fan,” she says with a teasing expression on her face.  
    He'd been ready to fight for his presidency, but now, with Sadie back in his life, he's not so
    sure.

Chapter Eleven
    Sadie
     
     
    Jackson and Sadie arrive at a dark house, surrounded by fields. Initially, she thought he lived at the compound, but he obviously has his own place. The home looks fit for a thriving family, not a lone bachelor. On occasion, when she allowed herself to think about Jackson, she imagined him married to a beautiful woman and with a houseful of kids. He'd been so squeak-clean back then that she would never have pictured him as a biker. Her knowledge of motorcycle gangs comes from the gang that spent a lot of time in her hometown and more recently Rampage MC. They are overwhelmingly sexist, rude, and sometimes violent. The Jackson she knew was none of those things.
    They both dismount; Jackson takes Sadie's bag and her hand, leading her up the three porch steps. On the left side of the wraparound porch, a beautiful white rocker and a side table make a cozy spot to read or just relax. A cold breeze has settled in the night and the ranch style house is far enough away from the road that everything is silent.
    Jackson opens the door and leads her inside. He flicks on all the lights as he shows her around the beautiful house.
    “ I have only one bed,” he says as they walk to the bedrooms.  
    “ It's okay, you can sleep on the couch,” she says with a smile.  
    He groans, “Okay, but tomorrow you're coming with me to take care of some club business.”
    “ Okay, I can be your body guard,” she says.  
    He shows her his bedroom than leaves her to settle in for the night. She quickly showers and changes into a tank top and shorts.
    Jackson is sitting on the living room couch watching TV when she finds him. He looks up and his whole face lights up with a glorious smile.
    “ Sit with me for a moment,” he says.  
    Sadie takes a deep breath and sits as far away from him as possible.
    “ Tomorrow, we are going to the club house. Things might get ugly, or maybe nothing will happen. No matter what, you stay behind me. If you run into Zack, let me take care of him. Okay?” he says seriously.  
    Yeah, well, there is no chance of that. If she sees Zack again, she'll probably punch him in the balls again. Or maybe she'll kick him this time. She wouldn't want to be predictable.
    “ No,” she answers.  
    He looks confused, “No?”
    “ No,” she says again.  
    “ This is my problem and I don't want you to get hurt, but I also can't stand the thought of not having you with me,” he says.  
    As much as she wants to argue with him, and tell him she can take care of herself, she sees that he really is worried.
    “ Okay, fine,” she says.  
    He leans into her and kisses her slowly. His hard mouth intense and insistent on her own mouth. She gives in and returns his kiss with more enthusiasm than she'd like. Pulling her closer, she lets him continue his kiss until she feels dizzy.
    Using the little common sense she has left, she pulls away and puts a hand against his chest to keep him from kissing her again.
    His slow and sensual kiss left her breathless, but he is having a hard time catching his breath, too.
    “ Okay, go to bed sweetheart, now,” he orders raggedly.  
    She almost runs to her temporary bedroom and locks herself inside. If only the door could keep her safe from Jackson.

Chapter Twelve
     
     
    Sadie has never had the need to get drunk, until now. She is as jumpy and nervous as a turkey on Thanksgiving. Okay, so Jackson won't eat her, but