"Alright." he breathed, taking a step forward and kissing her lips softly and all she wanted to do was give in but she couldnât. "I'll leave if that's what you want. I owe it to you to give you what you want." he sighed, holding her eyes. "But I'll always be here if you need me." he shrugged and she had to look away then. "I'll always love you. If you change your mind, you know where I am." he breathed before turning and leaving.
She really wanted to stop him and fall back into his arms. She needed him, he was the only one who knew her better then she knew herself. If she was ever going to be somewhat normal again, heâd be the only one who could fix her. But, no matter how badly she wanted him. She could never have him, know that she knew where he was from. Jax and Eli would literally lock her in a basement, while they went to kill him. It would be a bloodbath too, because she knew Benny was dangerous too. It was better in the long run, for everyone if she just let him walk away and if everyone still thought he was dead.
The only difference was now, it would kill her to know he was still alive. She couldnât stand the thought of some other girl in his bed and she knew in the back of her mind, eventually thatâs what would drive her to go back to him. The first time she saw him with another girl, she wouldnât hesitate sheâd kill the girl no matter who it was, hell as sick and twisted as it was sheâd probably kill her own sister if she found her in bed with Ben. The thought scared her, because Harley was just like the rest of her family, they were all ruthless and their threats were never empty ones.
Harley made her way to the window as she watched him start his bike up and that familiar roar made her heart skip a beat. For as long as she could remember, sheâd been the only girl whoâd occupied the back seat of his bike. She let tears slip down her cheeks now that she was alone as she watched him ride off, but she had to pull herself together because she knew any minuet the place would be crawling with Saints and most of them had known her long enough to when something was up.
She opened all the blinds and plugged in the jukebox, before heading upstairs and locking Mimiâs apartment door so no one would go up there. Harley wasnât looking forward to dealing with her husband, she was still trying to think up a logical story. Music, filled the bar and Harley sighed, loving the fact that the songs in the juke box hadnât changed since she was a little girl and probably even longer than that. Just like sheâd predicted she heard the roar of several Motorcycles just outside the bar and she smirked, she hoped that bartending would keep her mind off of what had just happened.
Jaxon was the first one through the door and she shot him a wicked smirk from behind the bar as she lined up a bunch of shot glasses. It didnât matter that it was only eleven oâclock in the morning. She filled the shot glasses, Tommy followed behind Jax, and then Eric and after that Harley had stopped paying attention, she was just glad that Benji had gotten out of there when he had.
âDamn Babydoll, I think you get hotter every time I see you.â A rough voice said from behind her and she knew exactly who it was she turned to face Steven, one of what Jax like to call the Muscles. He was a hug guy who body was made up of mostly muscle covered in an array of amazing tattoos, he was always trying to get at Harley which tended to end in him and Tommy getting into it.
âYeah?â Harley smirked raising a brow. âI think your right.â She teased. âWill you excuse me for just a minute.â She smiled before making her way down to her brother. âI need you to get rid of a body.â She whispered and he turned to her raising a brow. âItâs Mimi.â She breathed. âAsk questions later Kay.â She said before leaving him there without another word.
Elijah felt so fucking stupid, for letting his feelings get the better of him. He knew better and when she pulled away the first time he shouldnât have gone back for more. He was beating himself up. He wouldnât have regretted the kiss had it been with someone else, but Jaydon was his dam sister for God-sakes, yet he just wanted to kiss her again. It had been incredible and now he couldnât get it off his mind and he hated himself for it. He glanced up to Jaydon had caught up.
âListen Jae, Jax canât find out what just happened.â He sighed. âWere both fucked up.â He said although it was a lie because he was sober for the most part, but he doubted she knew that. âCome on.â He gestured for her to get on the back of his bike.
When she wrapped her arms around him all he could think about was the way her lips felt against his, but he had to forget it so he shoved the thought from his mind as his ignition roared to life and he headed straight towards the bar, because after that he knew they probably shouldnât be alone again until he could get his shit sorted out and not try and make advances on his little sister because he was fucked up and in a loveless relationship.
Somehow the ride felt longer than normal and when they finally pulled into the parking lot of Saints Row, their fatherâs infamous bar. Heâd composed himself to try and handle the situation a little better and he wasnât freaking out so much. He cut the engine and climbed off before helping Jaydon off the bike. He glanced around the parking lot taking in all the bikes, before flicking his eyes back to Jaeâs.
âIâm sorry about that, back there.â He sighed, running his fingers through his hair. âI donât know what the fucks wrong with me, Iâm sorry if I hurt you.â He shook his head irritated with himself. âEricâs inside, heâll be happy to see you.â He said with a smile.
He didnât wait around, he made his way inside, headed straight for the bar, he didnât want to be sober, because the guilt was eating him alive. He looked over Harley who had her back turned to him, before she turned and handed a beer to one of the other bikers, before leaning in close and flirting with the guy. He rolled his eyes and scoffed, clearing his throat to make his presents known. Harley glanced to him and rolled her own eyes. Eli may not be related by blood, but he sure as hell acted just like the rest of the Delgadoâs.
âWhat do you want babe?â Harley smirked. âYou got two handsâŠtwo feet. Get it yourself.â She smirked before turning around and getting him a beer.
âThank, pull you shirt up sis. Your giving these poor guys the wrong idea.â He smirked before letting his eyes flick to the door just as Jaydon was coming in and he pressed the bottle to his lips, he couldnât help but just want to kiss her again.