VAL’S POV
My lips were still tingling, and my heart was slamming against my ribs like a trapped bird.
Jax had barely let me catch my breath before stepping back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, and giving me that dark, arrogant smirk that made me want to slap him and kiss him all over again.
"Get your boots back on the pedals, mechanic," he growled low, kicking his Harley back to life. "Nico and Leo should be at the bridge by now."
I shoved my messy braid back behind my shoulder, grabbed my steering wheel, and slammed the van into gear. "Just ride your stupid bike, Ghost."
Five minutes back on the winding mountain highway, the peaceful forest air completely shattered.
We were rounding a tight, blind curve along the cliffside when two heavy, blacked-out SUVs burst out from
