Jase Fields, J. (best time to read books TXT) 📖

giving me plenty of time to catch a cab to the airport and eat something. Barbie made sure the majority of the lovely meal was meat or something to do with red meat.

I made it to the corner a few blocks from Barbie’s house, and sat on the bus bench. I dug my phone out and searched for cab companies, when an SUV drove by slowly. Someone yelled out the window, “You better stop or I’m going to jump out and grab that fine little piece of ass.”

I looked up and saw Zandor hanging out of a window, “Carly!”

I wiped my eyes quickly, embarrassed that I was sitting on a bench crying so late at night. I forced a smiled and waved. He opened the door and started to get out, someone pulled him back in, “Stop being an ass Zandor! She wouldn’t be out here.”

It was Jase, I grabbed my bag and stood up and quickly walked in the other direction.

“Who the fuck else would try to get away after looking at me?” Zandor laughed and I heard the door shut. He grabbed my bag and the SUV’s tires squealed and then reversed stopping right next to me.

Jase leaned over, “Need a ride?”

“No I don’t,” I grumbled and kept walking.

Zandor caught up and threw his arm around my shoulder, “Where’s a pretty little thing like you going on Christmas?”

Jase reversed further and parked. He got out and walked up to me, and pushed Zandor's arm off my shoulder and glared at him, Zandor laughed. “I’ll be in the vehicle waiting, but do take your time.”

Jase reached up towards my face and I pulled away. He took the back of my head firmly and wiped the tears away, “It’s Christmas, Baby. Why are you crying?”

“Take your hands off me-- and it’s none of your business,” I snapped at him and pulled away.

“Well its twelve degrees out here and your fucking shaking, I’ll give you a ride home…”

“NO!”

“No is not an option,” he smiled, stupid dimple winked and I stared too long. “You miss me, too. Come on, let me give you a ride.”

I turned and walked the other way, “Leave me alone.”

“Aw, for fuck’s sake,” I turned and saw Cyrus getting out of the vehicle and I kept walking.

Cyrus grabbed me around the waist and marched towards the SUV, “Open the fucking door,” he snapped.

Xavier laughed and opened the door, “Merry Christmas, Carly.”

I scowled at him and Cyrus set me in the passenger side, buckled me, and glared at me. “Get your ass in Jase, she may try to run and if I have to go after her again she is going fucking swimming.”

So what did I do? I smacked him in the back of the head. And what did he do?

Cyrus growled and he looked me up and down and finally gave me what one might consider a sexy little smile, “Do that again, only harder.”

Zandor and Xavier laughed as Jase got in.

“We are going to drop them off at Mom’s and then you and I are going to…”

“Fuck off Jase! I hate you, you and everyone in this fucking state!”

Jase looked shocked and then started the SUV and grabbed my face, “You’ll get over it.”

His brothers laughed.

I wanted to cry.

We pulled up to a very nice two story white house: nothing huge, but it was very nice, “Get out.”

“Thanks for the ride Bro, see you soon, Carly,” Xavier winked as he got out.

Jase threw the vehicle in park and turned and looked at me, “What the hell are you doing sitting in the freezing cold by yourself on Christmas night?”

“None of your business,” I continued looking out the window.

“Talk to me, damn it!”

“Why? What the hell do you want from me? Why do you keep showing up every time I turn around?”

“Well, maybe it’s divine intervention Carly. Maybe you need some fucking help. I’m trying to be a friend here okay? So stop being a bitch.”

“A BITCH! Does that line work for you Jase?” I tried to open the door and he locked it.

“Talk to me Carly, please,” he turned my face to him.

“Take your hands off me,” I scowled at him.

“Promise I can give you a ride to wherever it is you seem to be running away from and I will.”

“Fine!”

“Where to, baby?”

“I am not your baby and I am going to the airport. Won’t Pam have a problem with this Jase? You left me to run to her. What happened to not being a cheater?”

“What are you talking about?” He was irritated.

“Wow, is your brain fried, jackass? You left me to come to your ex….”

“Wrong ex Carly,” Jase seemed to be getting uncomfortable.

“Well whatever, Pam or whoever would probably not like…”

“There isn’t…”

“Save it, Jase. Either drop my ass off at the airport, or take me back to catch a cab,” I looked out the window and he let out a deep breath.

“When does your flight leave?” Jase pulled out onto the street.

“Soon.”

“Could you just answer the question without being…”

“Jase, I don’t need you to save me. I am capable…”

“Of falling on your sweet little ass every time I’m around.” That pissed me off, I was ready to let him have it and I turned and saw him smile, “Can’t deny it Carly, it happens every time.”

“Why, would that make you happy? Does it make you feel good, more bad-ass Jase that you are, well you think you are, capable of doing that to me? Why don’t you want me to be happy? Why don’t you just leave me the hell alone?”

“I tried that. Didn’t work. What time does your flight leave Carly?” I started to say something, “Just answer the damn question.”

“Midnight,” I felt tears fill my eyes and I hated that I felt like this. “Look, I’ve had a really bad couple days. I’m angry, and hurt, and I just want to go home. So either take me to the airport or let me get out.”

He reached over and grabbed my hand, “Talk to me,