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Lena took the mug. She sniffed it
then sipped it. Jett stood up and made fists.

Something

s wrong.


We
have to talk about last night,

Jett said.

I need answers
right now.


Answers
to what?

Lena asked. She
put the coffee mug down on the nightstand and looked up at Jett.

What happened last night?


Are
you fucking kidding me?

Jett asked.

Don

t play bullshit with me. Should
I show you the shirt? Refresh your memory?


What
shirt?

Lena asked.

I

m
wearing a shirt.

Jett opened his mouth and stopped.
He looked into Lena

s eyes.

Bullshit

There was a knock at the door.

Jett backed up and didn

t turn until he was at the door.
When he opened it, Blaine stood there holding a mug of coffee and a small
bottle of whiskey.


Figured
you

d need this by now,

he said.


What?


Did
she tell you yet?

Blaine
asked.


Tell
me what, man? I

ve got to
get this sorted out
…”


Yeah,
good luck. She doesn

t
remember a fucking thing, Jett. She doesn

t
even remember her own damn name.

six.

 

Lying.

It was the one thing Lena knew how
to do well. How to fake everything in life. Happiness, love, peace,
add in
any fucking word you want.
It was something she learned at a young age. The
fights between her parents that turned violent and little Lena walked in on the
physical altercations, never allowed to show emotion towards it. Because if she
cried, her mother got louder. And if her mother got louder, her father got more
violent. The cycle going and going and going

but if Lena rubbed her eyes, yawned, and pretended she had woken from a bad
dream, the fight would end. Her parents would take her to bed and get her back to
sleep. Yeah, her Daddy

s
breath smelled like whiskey. Yeah, her Mommy had blood on her teeth. But they
weren

t fighting anymore.

That

s
what faking it did.

It fixed a lot of things.

Including this

Waking up in the clubhouse of Back Down
Devil MC, the entire night was fresh on her mind. Leaving poor Annie and going
to see Victor. Then running from Victor and that big lunk of an asshole. And
finally

stabbing Victor
and getting hit by the big lunk.

Of course, there was more locked in
Lena

s mind. Including the
uncontrollable urge that had attacked her when she opened her eyes the first
time and saw someone as rough and sexy as Jett hovering over her.

Jett.

What a fucking name.

What a fucking cock, too.

She couldn

t remember the last time her body had been so
engaged like that. The way he slowly and carefully stripped her of her bloody
shirt. The way he gently touched her, fighting his own urges. And then when he
finally did let go, he ravaged her in a way that left Lena feeling alive.
Really alive. Finally, for once.

But that was all last night.

Now she had to fake this to get out
of it. There was no way anyone could know who she was, or that she was
affiliated with Victor and all his mob ties. It wasn

t fair to Back Down Devil MC. And if the stab wound
did kill Victor, the target on Lena

s
back was a mile wide. And that included anyone near her.

Which put into place the plan for
the day

to get the fuck
out of here.

The first biker she saw was a guy
named Blaine. He was a dickhead. A complete ass that looked up her shirt.
Literally lifted the shirt and looked at her naked body. She had to playfully
stir and wake up. Her first instinct was to lie, and she confessed to Blaine
she had no idea who she was. He bought it, but only because his eyes were
wondering what the rest of her naked body looked like and tasted like.

Then came Jett.

Seeing him had the same effect on
her body as it did last night. Now that was a hard thing to fight off,
especially moving her shoulder when he touched her. She played dumb with the
mug of coffee, sniffing it as though it were some foreign liquid.

Lena scrambled trying to figure out
how to make it all seem real. Did people with amnesia remember food? Remember
how to breathe? Remember how to blink? What did they think about?

So she stared straight ahead and
heard Jett and Blaine talking at the door.

In the back of her mind - since she
could remember everything about her life - she tried to figure out an escape
plan. Truth was, she didn

t
remember anything from getting hit by the big guy with Victor until she started
to regain feeling as Jett took her shirt off. Which meant she didn

t know how the clubhouse was set
up. One story? Two stories? Halls? And when she did get out

where would she go and how would
she find some kind of safety.

Well, there was no such thing as
safety. Lena knew that by now. Her original plan had been to stab Victor and
then make a run for it. But before she stabbed Victor he had taken her car and
left her basically stranded. Jett solved the stranded issue, but he didn

t need the violence Victor would
bring.


Just
get the fuck out,

Jett
said. He slammed the door shut.

Lena swallowed and turned her head.

What

s going on?


You
tell me. What the fuck is going on with you?


I
don

t know

you

re Jett, right?


You
don

t know
…”

Lena shook her head.

I don

t remember anything. Who am I?


Lena,

Jett said.

Your name is Lena. You woke up
last night. We
…”

We fucked. Yeah, I remember
that. Fuck, I remember it, Jett.


We
what? What happened?

Jett stared at her. Lena tried to
keep minimal eye contact, afraid she was going to give her lie away. She knew
the punishment of that, too. There had been plenty of times she got wrapped up
in a lie and it never ended well.


Okay,
I

ll play,

Jett said. He reached down and
opened a shirt.

This was
what you were wearing. See it? See the blood?


Yeah,

Lena said.

Was I hurt?


Do
you feel hurt?


I
don

t know what I feel. I

m confused.

Jett sighed.

Fucking Christ. You were passed
out on my motorcycle.


You
have a motorcycle?

Lena
asked.

Shit, am I supposed to know what
a motorcycle is? Or is that going too far?


Yes,

Jett said.

I brought you back here because
of the blood. But you weren

t
hurt. It

s not your blood,
beautiful. You

re fine.
Well, at least, you know, no visible wounds.

Jett slowly turned and sat on the edge of the bed.

I had to take the shirt off you. Just to check. I
was being respectful. Then you woke up and

we got heated up.


What
does that mean?

Lena
asked.


We
fucked,

Jett said.

Okay? You knew who you were. You
knew me. Things started and didn

t
stop.

Jett reached out and
touched Lena

s cheek.

And you don

t remember a thing now.


I
should just go then,

Lena
said.

I don

t want to cause you any trouble,
Jett.


Where
the fuck are you going to go? You don

t
remember a thing.

Fuck.

Lena realized the corner she had
put herself into. She scrambled to save the lie and save herself.


Maybe
if I go outside, I

ll
remember something.


You
think that

ll help?

Jett asked.


I
don

t know. I don

t know anything. I

m

scared
…”

That was the first truthful thing
Lena had spoken since she woke up. She was scared. She was simply terrified.
There was no way in hell Victor or his guys weren

t
somewhere close by. Time was her greatest enemy right now and it was wasting.


Okay,
beautiful, don

t be scared,

Jett said.

You

re safe here. You

re
safe with me. I promise.

He put a hand to Lena

s leg and she jumped a little.
Jett quickly took his hand away and stood from the bed.

He showed his hands and said,

It

s
okay. I won

t touch you.
Just let me know what I can do here. I

m
in a mess myself with this situation, Lena. If you think going outside could
help, then let

s go for a
walk.


I

m naked under this shirt,

she said.

I

m
not going outside like this.


Then
get dressed,

Jett said.

Keep the shirt. I

m sure you don

t want to be walking around in a
bloody shirt. Unless you think it

ll
help you remember something.

Lena pushed herself up more on the
bed. She watched as Jett tossed her jeans - and panties - to the bed. She
vividly remembered his hands sliding along her hips, fingers tightening around
her panties and jeans, forcing them down her body. The way he touched her. The
way he tasted her.

She couldn

t do this to Jett though. Even though Victor told
her many times that the motorcycle club in Frelen was nothing more than a joke,
she just didn

t want to
pull him into anything. It wasn

t
his problem or fault.

Lena grabbed her panties and turned
sideways on the bed, her feet touching the floor. She stepped into her panties
and then stood up.


Can
I ask you something?


Shoot,

Jett said.

Lena pulled her panties up. She was
already uncomfortable. Her panties clung to her body, thanks to Jett. Just
seeing him made her warm. The slightest touch left her achy and wet.

She looked over her shoulder.

You don

t know me?


No,

Jett said.


Why
did you help me? Why not leave me where you found me?


That

s a good fucking question,

Jett said.

I

m
rethinking that part of it all right now. There were police on the way. I saw
blood. You

just something
about you. I got you here and figured I

d
get some information from you. This morning.


Sorry,

Lena whispered.

She put her jeans on and then
waited for Jett to take the lead.

When he moved by her, Lena shot her
hand out and grabbed at his wrist. She pulled at Jett. He spun and was an inch
from her.

Tell him the truth. Right now.
Don

t fuck
around with it


What?

Jett asked.


Thank
you. For helping me.


Beautiful,
you don

t know who I am. I

m a bad guy. I just hope whoever
hurt you is worse than me.


Someone
hurt me?


You
were knocked out. You weren

t
drunk. You don

t remember a
thing. Makes sense to me. Let

s
see if something can jar your memory.

Jett turned his hand and grabbed
Lena by her hand. He guided the way from the bedroom to a hallway.


Down
there is the main part,

Jett said.

We

re avoiding that.


Why?

Lena asked.

Jett looked right at her.

You

re not exactly welcome here, beautiful. Sorry to be
honest. We have a lot of shit going on around here. In the middle of something
like a war. Just sneak out through the back way with me, okay?

Lena nodded and took mental notes.
She felt like a real bitch right now, using Jett to find a way out of the
clubhouse. But she had no choice. She needed to escape. She needed

to get help


What
about the police?

Lena
asked.

Jett kept walking and didn

t respond until he opened the
back door, letting sunlight flood them.

They were outside and Lena took a
deep breath.


Jett?

she asked.


Police?

Jett asked.

That

s what you want?


I

m not welcome here,

Lena said.

I don

t want anymore trouble. So just take me there. They
can help me. With

things
…”

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