Dance
Jax watches as her hips swing from side to side, her body moving to the music, her eyes taunting him, and she knew it. He watches as she saunters towards him, her hips swinging as she does. Stopping in front of him, she smiles. Jax stands, watching as Melodie comes to a stop in front of him with her hand on her hip. Her tongue gently strokes over her lip as she smiles at him.
"Dance?" she teases as her hand reaches out. Jax stays with his back against the wall as he shakes his head.
"Go play with the other babies, Melodie. Big guys will only make you get hurt." Jax says.
She snickers at him as she walks back through the bar, dancing with her friends again. She wasn't fooled: she could clearly see his c**k straining beneath his jeans. Damn, Lucas and his annoying disappearing acts! Even now, on her eighteenth birthday, he hasn't shown his face. Jax shakes his head, watching as she dances, the guys flocking around her. His teeth grind down as he fights the urge to pull them off her.
"Thanks for this. How mad is she?"
Jax turns to see Lucas, his head shaking as he does. "About time! I have a life myself you know, Lucas."
Lucas nods, his head tilting to the side. "She is my daughter, Jax. You don't need to watch over her. Hell, I doubt anyone will ever need to watch her. No one is forcing you to babysit. You took that upon yourself." Lucas is standing looking at Jax, waiting.
"Let her think her own father forgot her birthday? Not even I am that cold-hearted, Lucas. As the text said, I told her this was all you, so she won't mind you being late. Have fun." Jax turns and walks away, catching Melodie smiling at him as he walks through the crowds.
He has to protect her. He feels his own head shaking in delusion. He doesn't have to; he feels he needs to. If she dies, he will go on a murderous hunt to kill people. Standing outside the club, the cold air whips around him as he takes out his phone, looking at the messages.
Roxanne will no doubt be asleep - his sweet, loving wife. If only she still saw him as her husband. He smiles slightly as he turns on his heels and heads to his apartment. Tonight, he needs more, that more being Heidi, his submissive. He knows she can easily take the edge of his feelings off him if he allows himself. He can’t deny it. Something about Melodie has him wanting her more than he even wanted his wife, and that scares him. He has enough to deal with when he leaves with Roxanne and Heidi crying at his feet. He can't add another woman on top of that, not that he would. Well, Roxanne has moved on. She no longer cries when he leaves. He just needs to accept it and break free of her ways.
Roxanne had agreed to one submissive. She was happy with him having that submissive to get everything he needs that she can't give. He loves Roxanne too much to walk away, but he can't seem to stay away from Melodie and not try to protect her when he returns from his missions. Hell, he can't have her thinking her dad is a jerk that forgot her birthday either.
A small laugh escapes his mouth as he realises Lucas would shoot him dead if he knew the thoughts he had about his lovely Melodie. Lucas is like his brother. His teammate. Sure he is twenty-seven, and Lucas is forty, but they are still close. That would go if Lucas found out he wanted Melodie.
