knows that won't help his mission.
“ Fun, until I fell asleep during the massage. That awful woman had the nerve to say I snore! Isn't that ridiculous?” she asks.
Well, she does snore, but he decides that he should keep that to himself. He might not be the most romantic guy, but he does have some common sense.
“ What exactly happened?” he asks.
“ She woke me because I was bothering the other clients and I...” she cuts off and shakes her head, “You don't want to know.”
He laughs, “Just answer this. Can you go back there?”
“ Not if I want to keep claiming I'm a pacifist,” she answers with a wicked grin.
They sit in silence.
Jackson thinks about something he wanted to bring up for a long time.
“ No one ever reported him or you missing,” he says.
She knows what he is talking about immediately.
“ I'm not surprised no one reported me, but didn't he have a wife somewhere?”
That no one cared about her before makes him angry. How could her mother ignore that something might have happened to her daughter.
He shrugs, “What I want you to know is that you can use your real name. No one is after you or me. After I left you, I went back and took extra measures to erase him. He won't ever come back to haunt us,” he says.
“ Thank you, for saving me, for making it go away,” she moves closer to him and he pulls her against him.
“ I love you Sadie. I have from day one,” he says and kisses her.
She kisses him back with an intensity that hadn't been there before.
“ Now isn't that touching?” a clapping sound accompanies the voice.
Sadie freezes at the voice and he has to turn to see who it is.
Zack Romero stands by the bedroom door with a wide smile on his face and a gun in his hand.
** Sadie **
Sadie goes completely still at the sound of Zack's stupid voice. How he found them, she doesn't know, but his timing sucks. He looks different than the last time she saw him. His eyes are bloodshot, hair unkempt, clothes wrinkled; he looks like shit.
“ Do you have anything to say for yourself Sadie?” he asks.
She doesn't answer; she just stares at the gun in his hand.
It's pointed at Jackson.
Jackson tries to put her behind him.
“ Don't fucking move! Or you're both dead!” he screams.
Jackson obeys him, but his hand remains on her thigh.
“ While you were whoring away with dick face; I was taking over Rampage MC,” he says angrily.
So he was behind the hits on Jackson's life? She doesn't believe that. Zack is too overcome by the his own craziness to plot or have anyone follow him. He's the type of guy that will only ever be someone's lackey, he isn't made to lead.
“ Why aren't you in Texas keeping order?” she asks.
Jackson squeezes her thigh, probably meaning for her to shut up.
“ Let her go. This is between you and me, Zack,” Jackson says calmly.
“ Babe, tell me he made you leave me,” Zack says in a pleading voice.
“ I made her come with me, she didn't want to. She insisted she loves you,” Jackson says.
What is he trying to do?
“ We were never a couple Zack,” she says slowly.
“ You said you loved me!” he screams.
“ Don't Sadie,” Jackson cautions her.
She blinks at that, wishing she could do something, anything.
“ You betrayed me, Sadie. I can still forgive you but I need you to change. You can't be the same faithless whore if I take you back,” he nods toward Jackson, “He dies for touching what is mine, and you can come home.”
Sadie wants to scream angrily. She owes Jackson too much to let the crazy bastard kill him.
Decision made, she jumps up and stands between Jackson and the gun. Jackson stands to grab her but she moves beyond his reach.
Zack doesn't shoot.
His face an angry purple color he screams, “You choose him!” Then he shoots.
** Jackson **
He can't move or the bastard might decide to shoot. Sadie blocks most of Zack's view
“ Fun, until I fell asleep during the massage. That awful woman had the nerve to say I snore! Isn't that ridiculous?” she asks.
Well, she does snore, but he decides that he should keep that to himself. He might not be the most romantic guy, but he does have some common sense.
“ What exactly happened?” he asks.
“ She woke me because I was bothering the other clients and I...” she cuts off and shakes her head, “You don't want to know.”
He laughs, “Just answer this. Can you go back there?”
“ Not if I want to keep claiming I'm a pacifist,” she answers with a wicked grin.
They sit in silence.
Jackson thinks about something he wanted to bring up for a long time.
“ No one ever reported him or you missing,” he says.
She knows what he is talking about immediately.
“ I'm not surprised no one reported me, but didn't he have a wife somewhere?”
That no one cared about her before makes him angry. How could her mother ignore that something might have happened to her daughter.
He shrugs, “What I want you to know is that you can use your real name. No one is after you or me. After I left you, I went back and took extra measures to erase him. He won't ever come back to haunt us,” he says.
“ Thank you, for saving me, for making it go away,” she moves closer to him and he pulls her against him.
“ I love you Sadie. I have from day one,” he says and kisses her.
She kisses him back with an intensity that hadn't been there before.
“ Now isn't that touching?” a clapping sound accompanies the voice.
Sadie freezes at the voice and he has to turn to see who it is.
Zack Romero stands by the bedroom door with a wide smile on his face and a gun in his hand.
** Sadie **
Sadie goes completely still at the sound of Zack's stupid voice. How he found them, she doesn't know, but his timing sucks. He looks different than the last time she saw him. His eyes are bloodshot, hair unkempt, clothes wrinkled; he looks like shit.
“ Do you have anything to say for yourself Sadie?” he asks.
She doesn't answer; she just stares at the gun in his hand.
It's pointed at Jackson.
Jackson tries to put her behind him.
“ Don't fucking move! Or you're both dead!” he screams.
Jackson obeys him, but his hand remains on her thigh.
“ While you were whoring away with dick face; I was taking over Rampage MC,” he says angrily.
So he was behind the hits on Jackson's life? She doesn't believe that. Zack is too overcome by the his own craziness to plot or have anyone follow him. He's the type of guy that will only ever be someone's lackey, he isn't made to lead.
“ Why aren't you in Texas keeping order?” she asks.
Jackson squeezes her thigh, probably meaning for her to shut up.
“ Let her go. This is between you and me, Zack,” Jackson says calmly.
“ Babe, tell me he made you leave me,” Zack says in a pleading voice.
“ I made her come with me, she didn't want to. She insisted she loves you,” Jackson says.
What is he trying to do?
“ We were never a couple Zack,” she says slowly.
“ You said you loved me!” he screams.
“ Don't Sadie,” Jackson cautions her.
She blinks at that, wishing she could do something, anything.
“ You betrayed me, Sadie. I can still forgive you but I need you to change. You can't be the same faithless whore if I take you back,” he nods toward Jackson, “He dies for touching what is mine, and you can come home.”
Sadie wants to scream angrily. She owes Jackson too much to let the crazy bastard kill him.
Decision made, she jumps up and stands between Jackson and the gun. Jackson stands to grab her but she moves beyond his reach.
Zack doesn't shoot.
His face an angry purple color he screams, “You choose him!” Then he shoots.
** Jackson **
He can't move or the bastard might decide to shoot. Sadie blocks most of Zack's view
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