away and she just got fucking hotter.’
‘Jesus Christ!’ Jesse muttered under his breath, spinning around to face Luca, his stance mildly threatening. ‘You watch your mouth there, okay?’
Luca held his hands up, backing away from Jesse. ‘Hey, whatever, man. I ain’t gonna touch her, I promise.’
Jesse glared at him before turning back around, his eyes going straight to Lexi. She was almost there in front of them now, and with every step she took, every step that brought her closer to him, he could feel a weakness taking over, but he pushed it back just as fast as it tried to surge forward.
‘You gonna be okay,’ Kip asked warily, his eyes on Jesse rather than his sister.
‘Yeah… Listen, you guys do this run without me, okay?’
‘You’re not coming with us?’
‘I need to talk to her, Kip. Get this over and done with.’
Kip sighed again, taking off his cap and running a hand through his dirty-blonde hair. ‘Whatever, man. But I think you’re crazy.’
‘Let him do what he needs to do, Kip,’ Angie said, walking over towards them, throwing the keys to the crash truck at her son before folding her arms.
Jesse looked at Angie, narrowing his eyes slightly. ‘I don’t need your help with this, Angie.’
‘I know you don’t, honey. I’m sorry.’
‘You’re crazy,’ Kip repeated, before he, Luca and Blake walked off to load the truck.
Jesse looked over at Lexi, who’d stopped in her tracks now, standing still by the row of motorbikes all lined up adjacent to the clubhouse.
‘You gonna be okay?’ Angie asked, her arms still folded.
Jesse just nodded, tired of people asking him that question now. He wanted to be alone with her. He didn’t need all this shit everyone else kept piling on him. He was a grown man, he could handle this. He could handle Lexi. But that’s exactly what he’d thought before. And look what had happened.
‘Okay. Well, I’ll just be inside, if you need me.’
He turned to look at Angie. ‘Don’t you want to speak to her?’
‘Oh, she’ll reach out to me when she needs to. I know my daughter, Jesse.’
He watched Angie walk off towards the clubhouse before he made his way over to Lexi. She was leaning against his bike now, running her fingers over the cool chrome.
‘Why are you here, Lexi?’
She slowly raised her head, her eyes meeting his. And that one, solitary look caused something to shift inside her she hadn’t felt since the last time she’d set foot in this compound. Something so strong and so real, a pull so forceful she couldn’t ignore it anymore. She’d been ignoring it for eight years and that had been painful enough. But things were different now. They were so very different.
‘I needed to see you, Jesse.’ Her voice was quiet, trying its best to stay steady but even she could feel it wavering, with nerves she couldn’t hold back.
‘After all this time, you need to see me now ? Why, huh? Why now?’
She hung her head, not really sure what to say. It wasn’t exactly the right time to tell him what she really needed to tell him. What she needed to tell everyone. Not that she knew what that was just yet. There was a long way to go before she’d be able to figure that one out. ‘I don’t know.’
Jesse couldn’t help but laugh. ‘Yeah. Okay. You turn up here, out of the blue, and that’s all I get?’
She looked up at him, confusion washing over her in waves. ‘I don’t know what else to say, Jesse.’
‘Then maybe you shouldn’t have come back, because I really don’t need any more shit.’
And neither did she. But they’d all had to deal with crap they hadn’t seen coming. Or maybe they had, and they just hadn’t had the balls to stop it from happening.
‘Is this about Shane?’
Lexi frowned. ‘Shane?’
‘Yeah. Kip said that you…’
‘That I, what? That I blame the club for his death? Would that be such an outlandish accusation?’
Jesse looked down, closing his eyes for a second or two as he