The Dangerous Curves Series

Chapter 74

Jax crossed the room in a flash, aching to be close to her. He sat on the bed, took her hand, stared at her bruised cheeks. Carefully, slowly, he reached out to touch her face. She let him, and he felt nothing but gratitude that she wasn’t afraid of him.

“Does this hurt?”

“Not much.” Her eyelids fluttered shut at his touch. “Mom says it was pretty bad at first.”

“It was.”

“Jax?”

“Yeah, doll?”

Her eyes flew open again. “I remember that you call me ‘doll’.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

He heaved a sigh of relief. “Well, that’s something, huh?”

“I remember something else… can I ask you about it?”

“Shoot.”

“Why did we break up?”

It suddenly came to him that he had an incredible amount of power in his hands – he actually had the power to rewrite history. He could say anything, tell her anything, and she’d believe him. He could spare her hurt, he could make himself look better than he was, he could stay quiet about Len Murdoch.

“Truth?”

“Yeah. Always, Jax. You know that.”

“Truth, baby?” he said softly now.

“Yeah. Always, Jax.”

“Noah went missing when we were planning to spend the night together. He left the house, looking for you, and ended up being picked up by the cops. You felt so guilty about that, you broke it off with me. You said that your family had to come first.”

“Were you angry at me?”

“No.” He touched her again. “No, I understood.”

She bit her lip now, and blushed a bit. “You said we spent the night together… does that mean that – were we – did we sleep together?”

Jax’s thoughts reeled. “You don’t remember making love with me?”

“No.” She closed her eyes, trying to concentrate. “I remember being close to you… touching you.” Her eyes popped open. “I remember your body. What it looks like, how it feels. But not anything… ummmm… specific.”

Jax stared at her, completely and totally horrified.

Fuck. There goes my plan to tell her that I love her, huh?

She must have seen something on his face because suddenly, she was crying. “I’m sorry, Jax… I’m so, so sorry. I’ll try really hard to remember us, OK?”

He caught her in his arms. “Hey, don’t do that… it’s not your fault. None of it.”

She sobbed now, and he planted soft, little kisses on her cheeks and forehead, desperate to offer her some comfort.

“Shhh. It’s all going to be fine, Sarah.”

“Are you going to leave me?” she said.

“No way.” His response was instantaneous. “No f*****g way. You’re back, and I’m here, and neither one of us is going anywhere, not ever again. As far as I’m concerned, we’re not broken up anymore.” He pushed her hair off her face with both hands. “You my girl, Sarah? You mine again?”

“Yes,” she whispered. “Yes.”

“That’s all I care about, then, and everything else can wait. Mac says your memory may come back in time, so let’s just keep breathing and hang on. Alright?”

“But what if all those memories of us are lost forever? What if I can’t ever get them back?”

Jax kissed her lips now, gentle and hot. “Then we make new ones, baby.”