A Kiss Good-Bye Series

Chapter 12

Jax

Wow. I’ve never felt this kind of euphoria before, not even with… Sara. Damn! I’ve forgotten about her, but for some reason I don’t regret it, maybe because Sara and I have been distant lately. I looked over at Emilia-still sleeping-admiring her figure with a lazy smile spread across my face. It was the best s*x I ever had. Emilia was different. She didn’t just lay there and take it like Sara did. Emilia took control and it turned me on.

And what was best about Emilia was that she confided in me. She told me about her mistake of killing a child. It took a lot of strength to do that, I know the feeling. I still feel bad about accusing her of lying, but when I saw her anguish, I knew she was telling the truth.

She trusted me enough to talk to me, and we just met! I feel so comfortable being with her. I can’t stop looking at her right now. She looks peaceful, and her hair was in disarray from when my hands were entangled. I want to do it again, but I’ll wait until she’s fully rested. I’m going to wear her out again.

I got up and went to the bathroom to clean myself up. Then I went to the kitchen to cook. I don’t know what Emilia likes, so I just cooked eggs, bacon, and toast. I hear the shuffling of feet and Emilia walks in stretching her arms.

“Smells good,” she breathes. “Didn’t know you cooked.”

“There’s a lot of things I do that you don’t know.”

“Can’t wait to find out.”

I had to sustain a groan because I had several ideas.

“So,” she began. “I noticed that you don’t wear the Devil Saints emblem on you. Actually, you wear no ink.”

She’s right, I don’t have tattoos, not even the Devil Saints insignia, the devil skull with horns with a halo on top. No, I don’t wear it because I never felt like I belonged there. “No, I don’t have it.”

“May I ask why?”

I looked at her amazed. She wants to know. Sara never did, she just tells me that I’m being stupid and walks away. Before I could respond she spoke. “You miss your old life, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I replied. “I liked being a hitman, maybe because I liked working on my own and the privacy I had. When I joined the Devil Saints, I felt so crowded and when I was given a job, someone had to come with me. I didn’t like it, plus I’m not close to any of the brothers. I don’t feel like I belong. I think I only joined because I was trying to get away from the bad memories.”

She looked at me and I didn’t see pity-which was great- I saw admiration. I couldn’t help but smile at her. I don’t know what it was about Emilia, I felt a pull to her I’ve never felt before. She makes me feel good again.

“So, we should get a location on Jones,” she says finishing her bacon. “I think I have an idea where he’s at.”

“Good.” I washed up the dishes and followed her to her office watching her ass sway. Before, we entered her office, I pushed her against a wall and devoured her mouth.