A Kiss Good-Bye Series

Chapter 15

Em

An Hour After Jax Left

“How could you, Jones?” I snarled through the phone. “How can you threaten Sara?”

I knew Jones knew. He discovered Sara’s existence by accident. I warned Sara never to contact me or visit me, but like every teenager at the time, she thought she knew better. I wasn’t answering her calls, so she came to my place. I gave her a key for emergencies only when I’m out of town, but decided to barge in any way and Jones was there. I’ve never been angrier. I told her to stay away and if I don’t pick up the phone, it’s because I’m busy and to only text. But did she listen? No! She had to barge in. Jones knew immediately that she was important to me. I begged him not to say anything and, if he had any respect for my father, to keep Sara’s existence a secret. He promised me not to say anything. He promised me no harm will come to her. He promised me!

“I’m sorry, Em, but I had to. He killed Vanessa. Threatening her was the only way to get him. The only way to get his attention.”

“You could have threatened his MC instead.”

“And have a whole club come after me. I may be a great killer, but I can’t take on more than 50 members alone.”

“He’s coming after you, Jones,” I say. “You should run while you have time.”

“No,” he responds.

“Are you going to kill him?” I questioned with concern.

“Why do you care, Em? Do you know how long I have been searching for Vanessa’s killer? Do you know how long I mourned for her? She was the love of my life! I am going to rip him to pieces. He took my heart away, and I am going to return the favor.”

“Jones, think about this. If you kill him, then the MC will be after you. Do you really want that?”

“Why are you arguing with me? You were all for me finding Vanessa’s killer and then killing him. Why the change?”

I couldn’t tell him that I’ve fallen for Jax. I can’t beg him not to kill Jax. He will feel betrayed. I did betray him. I care for Jax. The man who killed the love of his life. Vanessa was good. She was my friend. But Jax is also good. He felt remorse for what he did. Jones won’t listen. He wants vengeance.

“Jones, killing Jax will not bring Vanessa back. She would want you to continue on living. Live for her.”

“I can’t believe you,” he says. “Vanessa was your friend. You also wanted revenge, and now you no longer want it.”

“Jones, Sara will be heartbroken if you kill Jax. Do you want to do that?”

“Will it be Sara who will be heartbroken...or you, Em?”

The line went silent as I didn’t respond. Before I could even come up with an answer, Jones hanged up. Jones figured it out.

Hours Later

I paced the living room losing my mind. Why am I worried? I haven’t been worried this much about a guy, not since Javier or Roman, but that was a long time ago and I’m over it. I told myself that I wouldn’t fall for another guy, I wouldn’t get hurt again. But I also did not know who will live and who will die. I could not control the struggle within me. If Jax survives what would happen between us?

I am falling for my sister’s man and when the job was done, he will go back to her, as he should. I can’t fall deeper for Jax. I can’t fall in love with him. I can’t go through that again. Maybe Jones took care of Jax and I don’t have to worry about it. No, I can’t think that way. But if Jax does survive, I need to end it. I need to let him go.

The door opened and Jax entered. Relief swept through me. I wanted to run to him, but I stood still watching him set the bag down. He watched me, his chest heaving up and down.

“Is he gone?” I asked, my voice trembling.

“Yes, Jones is dead,” he replied.

I sat down on the sofa and realized that my friend was gone. Jones has been my friend for years, since before my parents died. He even got vengeance for me and taught me how to be a killer. And what did I do? I betrayed him. I gave up his secret location because he threatened to kill my sister. I pleaded with him not to kill Jax. My greatest friend was dead.

The seat beside me dipped and I turned to look Jax in the eye.

“I’m sorry,” he says. “I know you were friends, but I want you to know that it was a quick death. I didn’t let him suffer. It was quick and painless.”

“And the house?” I whispered. I actually liked his cabin. It was peaceful there.

“I burned it to the ground.” I nodded. Jax did that for me? Gave Jones a quick death because he was my friend? I couldn’t help, but smile at that. “Emilia.” God, the way he says my name I want to rip his clothes off. He touched my chin and made me look at him. “Something’s bothering you. What is it?”

Just like that he can read me, but I know what I had to do. “We can’t do this, Jax. It was a mistake. A heat of the moment. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have kissed you. I shouldn’t have let it escaladed. I’m sorry.”

“No,” he growled. He grabbed my arms and we both went down on the floor where he pinned me down and he hovered over me. “You are the only woman who has ever understood me. After a couple of days together, I never felt so alive especially when we slept together. I never felt this pull on someone before, not even your sister, and I know you feel it too. Tell me I’m wrong. Tell me you don’t feel it as well.”

I should. I should tell him and that it meant nothing so he can leave and never see him again. But I ignored all of it and kissed him hard. Our mouths crashed together; his hands tightened around my wrists. The attraction between us was strong and I couldn’t resist it. Resist him. Piece by piece, our clothes came off and before he can plunge into me, he stopped.

“Not here,” his voice hoarse. “I really want you right now, but I want you in bed so that when we fall asleep, I can wake up next to you in my arms.”

My heart melted and in one move he scooped me up from the floor and carried me to my room.