Queen of Clubs (Desert Sons MC Book 2) (9 page)

“Thank you, Jack,” she said. She smiled softly and pulled him to her once more as her legs went around his hips to hold him inside of her.

He kissed her slowly on the neck, then began to thrust into her in an easy, pleasurable movement that made her gasp. He smiled into her neck and slowly picked up the pace of his thrusts as they made love long into the night.

CHAPTER NINE

“No…” Tina mumbled as Jack tried to disentangle himself from her arms and the mess that was the bed. They had made love until well past midnight and Tina had given him two orgasms before they fell asleep in each other’s arms. She had then awoken him the dark early morning hours so they could make love again. Last night their love making was slow and gentle, but that morning it had been much more energetic and they had fallen back asleep sweat-soaked and exhausted.

He stopped moving for a moment and she sighed as she snuggled in close again, but then he tried to slip from her embrace again. As much as he would love to stay in bed with her he had to
pee
in the worst possible way.

“Stay with me,” she mumbled again as he slipped from her embrace.

“It’s almost ten. We need to get up.”

“Why?” she murmured. “We’ve got nowhere to go.”

“I have to go… go pee.”

Tina lay still, her only movement a quirking of her lips. She was unbelievably comfortable and relaxed… and not just from having Jack fuck her stupid, either. For the last few days she had felt their relationship was changing, but last night confirmed it. She was falling to Jack, and falling hard. The realization scared her a little because she didn’t know if Jack felt the same way. She wondered if maybe she should get out now, before she got in too deep. But she knew she wasn’t going anywhere. Not yet. Not unit she found out if Jack had any feelings for her. She smiled as she lay on the bed, her eyes still closed, basking in the glow of blooming love.
Dammit… now
I
have to pee,
she thought as she heard Jack relieve himself in the bathroom.

When she heard the shower start she sighed deeply and hauled her sorry carcass out of the bed. It was ten sharp when she finally staggered to her feet with a yawn. She stretched and scratched as she made her way into the small bathroom. Jack was just yanking the shower curtain closed as she entered and she smiled. She was fucked out at the moment, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t joining him in the shower as soon as she was done relieving herself. 

***

“What about him?” Jack asked as they ate lunch in a McDonalds built to look like a flying saucer.

“Maybe, but I think the weight is too far off.”

“Maybe I started working out since the driver’s license was issued,” he suggested.

“Maybe. But you’re just
bigger
than him. He’s the best candidate so far but we’ve only been looking for an hour.”

“You’re hard to please, woman.”

“You did pretty good last night and again this morning,” she said softly, then giggled.

“That’s good to know, because you damn near killed me this morning.”

She discreetly ran a hand along the inside of his thigh. “Wait until tonight then,” she whispered then burst into giggles again.
Holy shit… I’m turning into a giggling school girl!
she thought as she choked off the laughter. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt so…
alive!
  

Jack watched Tina as she got her giggles under control. She seemed so vibrant now compared to the Eeyore he took in a couple of weeks ago. It’s like the sun had come out in her world. He smiled at her, amazed at the change in her. She just needed someone to believe in her and he was glad that he could be that someone.

“Let’s walk,” he said as he gathered their trash.

As they stepped out onto the walk, their hands joined by instinct and they both smiled to themselves. They browsed shops and looked at free exhibits, but didn’t buy anything or indulge in any attraction that required payment to conserve what cash they had. They kept a careful eye on faces and spotted one or two more possibilities, but none of them matched close enough to make taking their ID worth the risk.

They were looking at some alien-shaped balloons when music started playing in Jack’s pocket. “Jack,” he said after he retrieved the cell.

“Jack! It’s Seth! Are you and Tina okay? Where are you?”

Jack pulled Tina to a stop and looked for a quiet place where he could talk. “We’re doing as well as can be expected, I guess. We’re still in Roswell. Did Marshall tell you our situation?”

“Yeah. Just a few minutes ago. Any idea who tipped the cops?”

“No,” Jack said as he pulled on Tina to start her walking again. There was no good place to talk privately so he would just have to be careful what he said.

“I know he is your friend and all, but are you sure it wasn’t Marshall?”

Jack chuckled. “He said the same thing about you.”

“Me?” Seth exclaimed. “I wouldn’t do that, Jack!”

“I know, Seth. It was probably just one of those things. It was bound to happen sooner or later.”

“You need to come in. We’ll hide you so you aren’t out there all alone. I can get your hog into the shop, and—”

“Thanks for the offer, but we’re doing fine for the moment and I don’t want to put anyone else at risk,” Jack said, interrupting.

Seth was quiet for a moment. “I understand. Do you need money? I can have Greg—”

“No. Not right now,” Jack interrupted again. “Any contact with us just puts us in more danger. So long as we stay under the radar we should be okay.”

Seth fumed. Jack was blocking him at every turn. “Okay. We’ll do it your way. But you can depend on us, Jack. The Sons, we take care of our own.”

“I know, Seth. I may have to take you up on your offers after I get the Knucklehead out of the shop, but for now I just want to sit tight and see what happens. Now that they have the cars, maybe the excitement will die down a little.”

“Maybe. And nobody knows you’re in Roswell?”

“Nobody but you and Marshall. We are staying under an assumed name and paying for everything with cash.”

“Assumed name? What name?”

Jack felt his face wrinkle.
Why would he want to know that?
he wondered.

“Never mind. Better nobody knows,” Seth said after a moment. “Listen, I have to go. But if you need
anything,
you
call me. Keep me in the loop on this and we will do everything we can to help. We’re all in this together.”

“Yeah, well, I’m not going to let anyone else take the fall for this,” Jack said as he gave Tina’s hand a gentle squeeze.

“You’re not going to turn yourself in are you?”

“Not unless I have to. Not until the cops start sniffing around too much. I’m not looking forward to going to prison so I am going to avoid it as long as possible,” he said as he smiled at Tina.

“I don’t blame you. Okay. I’ll check in on you in a day or two.”

“Thanks, Seth. I appreciate it.”

“Take care,” Seth said before he cut the connection.

“I wish Marshall hadn’t told Seth where we were,” Tina said quietly.

“Why?”

“Because that way if the cops show up, and we do get away again, we would know which one tipped the cops.”

“I don’t think it was one of them. They wouldn’t do that to us.”

“I hope you’re right, Jack. I hope you’re right.”

***

They wandered around Roswell, and the more they walked, the more uptight Tina became. Something told her they needed to move, and now that Seth and Marshall knew their location, they were in danger. Jack seemed perfectly at ease, but the feeling of danger grew as the hours passed.

“Tina… what’s wrong?” Jack asked after picking up on her unease.

“Nothing. I just wish we hadn’t called Marshall. The last time you three were the only ones to know something, the cops found us.”

“I know. And if the cops find us again, we’ll know it was one of them.”

“But which one?”

“Doesn’t matter. I can’t believe it would be either one of them, but I would wash my hands of them both.”

“It has to be Seth.”

“Why do you say that? It could just as easily be Marshall.”

“You’ve known Marshall since you were kids, right? He wouldn’t do that to you, would he?”

“No. I don’t think so. But I can’t see Seth doing it either. He’s done a lot of good things for the Sons. He’s probably been the best President we’ve had. Why would he sell us out?”

“I don’t know!” Tina clenched her fists, then forced them to relax. Loyalty was a good thing, but not blind loyalty. “But it had to be one of them!”

“We don’t know that. The only thing they know is we are in Roswell. This is pretty big place with a lot of tourists. We won’t be easy to find. Just relax, okay? We’re good, right?” he asked as he flicked a finger back and forth between them.

“Yeah. We’re good,” she sighed.

Jack didn’t think she sounded convinced. “Look… we’ll get the bike fixed tomorrow and then we can head back to Carlsbad as we planned, okay? It’s going to be okay, Tina.”

“Yeah… okay. I’m sorry. I’m just jumping at shadows I guess.”

He grinned. “Better to jump at the shadows than to get eaten by the bear.”  He got a smile in return. He thought it looked a little strained, but at least it was something.

***

They spent the rest of the afternoon walking before they enjoyed dinner at a quirky place name Farley's. What had caught their attention was the array of motorcycles parked out front and the wait staff scurrying around serving the outdoor tables wearing shirts with a big F.U. emblazoned on them. As they entered the pub they could see that under the F.U. were the words
Farley’s University, Roswell Campus
in much smaller type
.

As they ate Jack spotted a woman that could pass for Tina’s sister eating with her family at a nearby table. A nudge and a nod in her direction caused Tina to smile and nod in reply. They had their mark… until the woman stood up. She had to be at least four inches taller than Tina’s 5’3. Pursing her lips in annoyance, Tina, who had started to rise with the woman, returned to her seat.

“Maybe we could get you fitted with stilts,” he suggested.

Tina made a “
ha, ha, ha”
face at him before she flipped him the finger, but she was grinning as she sat down.

Even though they saw several possibilities throughout the day, none were a close enough match for Tina to lift anyone’s wallet. The few people they saw they might pass for invariably had the wrong body type, and those that had the right body type didn’t look anything like them.

After their meal they walked back to their room. Tina leaned in close with her arm wrapped through his as they enjoyed the rapidly cooling night air.

“I’m beat,” Tina said as she threw herself dramatically on the bed.

Jack sat down on the end of the bed, pulled off her shoes and socks, and began to massage her feet.

“Oh god, that feels good,” Tina sighed as he worked her feet.

He had heard that women liked having their feet rubbed, but he had never tried it on anyone before. “You like it?”

“Mmmm…” she purred. “Oh yeah.”

Jack smiled and focused on his task.

“Just so you know… that’s turning me on,” Tina said after several minutes of his soothing touches.