4. A Tease

A Tease

Jax

I t took everything I had to pull myself away from Macie last night, I didn't want to, but fuck. I know my limit, I am no little man, and I would have hurt her last night.

That fucking dancing shit had my darkest desires heated, then she had to go pull that shit in her dressing room. I figured it out quick what she was doing at those hours of night, and I started looking into it. And her little friend Natalie slipped up and said Macie worked there.

My girl can fucking dance. I've seen her skate, but what she did on that stage, I have never seen her do something like it.

I saw the attention she had on her, all those girls knew how to fucking work it, but my angel, how she touched all over her body, looking like she was fucking the floor, my girl was feeling it.

We have a lot of talking to do.

I haven't been to sleep, I left when I walked out of her room, to get myself as far away from our house as possible. Which lead me to the rink, and on the ice. Working on some stick and puck handling, running through a few drills, getting my wild energy inside me calmed down.

"What are you doing here so early?" Hearing my father, I stand to my full height and look over to him.

"Practicing, what the fuck does it look like? "

"It looks like you're fucking working some shit out, what's going on?" He walks out on the ice, and I look away, slapping my puck into the net.

"Nothing."

"Go lie to someone else."

I look over with my lifted brow, "What the hell are you doing here so early?"

"Coaching, my job. And I was woken up by two kids that were sneaking into my house, but they aren't kids." He lifts his brow, "Care to explain?"

I want to smile, but I know a fist will connect to my face if I don't speak my words carefully here, "I drove her home from work."

"Why were you at her work?"

"Are you going to drill me with questions, or just get to the one that leads to the point?"

"What the fuck are you doing out with Macie?" He barks.

"I told you, brought her home from work."

"Where is she working at those hours of night?"

I chuckle "Oh, I don't think that's information for you to know."

My father's brows scrunch together in question before his eyes widen with realization, "No."

I chuckle, "No, not what you are thinking, but close." Knowing he is thinking about a strip club.

"I will say no more, and you are going to say nothing to Lisa about it."

"I won't lie to her."

"Okay, you don't know where or what she does, you just think you know. "

"I don't like this game you're playing."

"No game with Macie, never a game with her." My words are filled with a growl before I skate away from him and let him ponder on my words.

After stepping off the ice, I sit on the bench and take my skates off, then go for a run outside. I still have time before the team gets here, and I have shit to keep working out.

Macie

Sleeping a little later than I had hoped to, I quickly got myself ready to go to the rink for my class.

I teach young skaters, basics really, some more skill to my older girls that are ready for it but nothing crazy. I don't let myself get into all that, it brings up too much. I still love to skate, that's why I do these classes, it keeps me on the ice without the memories of competing.

Flash backs of last night hit me and I'm still left confused, did I do something wrong? It's probably best that nothing happened between Jax and I last night, well besides when I said fuck it and sucked his delicious cock, that I am now craving; it would probably upset my mother, and she is finally happy. I can't ruin that, plus, I'm out of here, I am leaving this town.

I get to the skating rink, and make my way inside, the guys still on the ice practicing, causing me to stop myself and lean against the wall to watch them practice .

I remember when I was little, I hated coming to the rink and watching my brother play. But I grew fond of it eventually, probably more so when I got older and realized how hot hockey players are.

I giggle to myself with that thought, watching Sully and Jax shuffle a puck down the ice heading right for Dakota, who is goalie.

They do a drill and make their shot on Dakota, and he blocks it, pulling a smile to my face; Good job bro. I look back over to Jax who is now skating towards me, noticing me standing here.

He slides his hand from his glove, taking his helmet off as he slides his foot to a stop, "Well, you look like you've had a rough practice." I jokingly say as my eyes watch the sweat pour from his forehead, he's covered in sweat, which I always found a man dripping with sweat was hot.

"You can say that." Searching my eyes, knowing something is coming.

"Macie, last nig-"

I hold my hand up with my tight smile, "You don't need to say anything. Jax, this can't happen, whatever we think this might be."

"And why is that?"

"Because for one… our parents just got married an-." He cuts me off with his growl, "Don't give me that bull shit, we are fucking adults, and we didn't grow up brother and sister Macie."

I giggle with that, and he lifts a brow.

"My mom said the same thing basically."

"What do you mean?"

"When we were at my house, and you and Dakota were moving the furniture." He nods, holding that questioning gaze on me. "My mom caught me straight up eye fucking you from my window."

We both burst into laughter, and I cover my face with my hand, feeling slightly embarrassed by that .

Paul yells for Jax and I nod towards him with my words, "You better go before I get you in trouble."

He growls a hum in his throat. "You can get me in trouble any day. This conversation isn't over Angel. I'll be here waiting for you when you get done your class."

"And then what."

"Then, I guess you'll see." Shooting me a wink before he slides his helmet on, pushing off with his skate he skates off, putting his glove back on, and he's back to practice.

Watching for a bit longer, I have time, I'm so confused on what to do here. A part of me doesn't want any relationship, like my mother wants, the relationship, married, kids, the whole picture, but then a part of me, wants to explore the idea and explore it with Jax. I've only had a few relationships in my young dating days, resulting in a mistake. They were high school flings that lead to a heart break, so, I just avoided it and have been doing me.

Finally deciding to get myself ready for class, I sit on the bench and put my skates on. I watch the guys finally leave the ice, before it is my turn. Getting cones out on the ice, the kids walkers; it just helps them balance and skate on their own. Saves my back too.

It's the littles day I call it. These kids are just getting started and are a blast to zip around on the ice with their laughs. And the little voices start to fill my ears and my class begins.

My class is filled with giggles from the kids, some cries when they fall, but I've got a tuff little crew, they are only three and four. If you want a skater, no matter hockey or figure skating, whatever it may be, starting early is best. Parents of course help with the class; I can't manage them all at once.

Finishing my class, they start to skate from the ice as I skate around and collect the cones I was using when I start hearing Jax's voice and some of the parents talking. I laugh to myself, thinking it's funny how bombarded he gets by the ladies wooing over him listening to them nonchalantly flirt with him. Married, kids, or not, they do.

I go about my business, opening the door to the rink by the storage area so I can put everything away when the kid's walkers start smacking against the rink wall causing me to look up at Jax, sliding them across the ice towards me. Collecting them all as he slides his shoes across the ice, and I start putting them away.

Getting them put away I close the closet door and look at Jax "Thank you for that."

"No problem; What are you doing tonight?"

"Well… I was off, but I was just elected to do club night here."

"Are you serious?" Asking with his laugh.

"Yeah, Mike asked me during class, he didn't have anyone, and he didn't want to cancel it; It'll be fun."

"I get to do it my way so I'm blowing it up, wanna hang out while I supervise?" asking him with a mischievous smile.

"I'll hang out." He smirks.

So, club night is where we basically turn the skating rink into a club. The music plays, the lights are off besides the bright strobe lights that shine out, anyone can come, but really, it's for the older kids. It's a great time, and since I get to decide how it goes, I am most definitely turning the entire rink into bubbles. They have a bubble machine that will cover the ice with bubbles, not allowing you to see the ice, or your feet really. I can't wait!

As I untie my skates, I look up at Jax, "I have to go home and change first."

"Why's that?"

"You never know what might skate onto that ice." I giggle and his eyes darken with something wild, and his words growl from deep in his throat "Is that right? "

I shrug my shoulder with my laughing reply, "That's right… you never know." I chew on my bottom lip with my smile, holding our gaze that seems to only get hotter, and those butterflies in my stomach fly around even faster. "We better get moving I have a lot to do." I blurt.

Grabbing my bag, we walk out to the parking lot, walking to my car, expecting him to go to his, he walks me to mine and I open my car door before I turn and look up to him, "See you at home."

He lifts a brow as his words growl, "I know what you're doing Angel."

"And what's that?" asking with my sass and twisted smile.

His hand cups my jaw, before his fingers slide up and entangle in my hair as his hand fists, pulling my head back, "Paying me back for last night?"

I huff my smile, and I give him a quick shrug, "You're a fucking tease." I spit.

His grip in my hair tightens and I feel my heartbeat faster as the heat spreads between my legs, his lips now hovering over mine, his knee spreads my legs before he presses it tight against my pulsing entrance, his words come out in a deep primal growl "I want to worship this pussy before I ruin it, Angel."

My moan slips as my eyes flutter with the shiver cutting my skin like glass.

"And I will, when the time is right." he whispers against my skin.

I can't help how I feel in this very moment and how badly I want him, even more so as his knee rubs between my legs creating the perfectly heated friction. His lips dip to the skin on my neck, still holding my head back, he kisses my neck before he nips, dragging my skin between his teeth causing my nipples to twist raging hard.

A kiss to where he just nipped, he pulls back as his hand slides from my hair, taking a step back, holding that dark and wild gaze on me, "See you at home" he shoots me a wink before he turns, and he darts off to his car .

"See fucking tease." Giggling out, feeling all giddy inside, aroused, excited, most defiantly warm, but also, so cautious.

I'm not only cautious because of the situation we are in. It's because I don't want to start something, when I plan on leaving. This town holds a lot of heartbreak for me, and I don't want to live in it anymore. As much as I love dancing at the club, I would love to stay for that, but everything else, it's my past.

And now all I can think about is Jax. What the fuck is wrong with me.

I pull into the driveway, Jax not far behind me pulling in as I get out of my car, still trying to adjust with the feeling that this is my home now. Well at least for now.

Dakota yells out my name, pulling my attention to him.

"What Dakota?"

"What are you doing tonight?" He asks with that up to no good smile.

"I have to supervise club night at the rink, why?" His expression lights up with his chuckle and my head already starts to shake.

"Never mind now, I know what we're doing." He laughs.

"Oh no, I'm not dealing with you all night." I love my brother but the last club night we were all at was wild, and it ended with a night of encouraging drinks from my brother. Well, it was more Brayden and Sully.

No matter who, I passed out, and still don't know how I got to my room that night.

"Oh yes baby sis, we are replaying that night."

I shake my head as my face lights up with a laugh, the corner of my eye catching Jax step up beside me and I look up with my playful twisted smile, "Do you remember that night?"

He chuckles lifting a brow, "I remember it a lot better than someone else I know."

I giggle to that, knowing he's talking about me and I look back to my brother.

"Alright fine, but please behave at the rink, I don't need to get into any trouble."

"Oh, we're getting into trouble."

"Oh, shit." I mutter under my breath as I walk away, leaving him and Jax standing there.

My brother and I are very close, and we have always enjoyed having a good time.

He likes to get me into trouble, he says I'm too innocent sometimes.

Boy if he only knew what I do.

Dakota

Watching my sister walk inside, I turn my gaze back on Jax before I hardened my stare on him, growling my words, "What the fuck are you doing?"

"What?" he snaps with that cocky smile.

"You know what, don't be fucking with my sister's heart Jax."

"You should know better than to say that; I told you what your sister means to me a long time ago, and that hasn't changed."

"Even with our parents?" I ask.

"How can you change how you feel about someone just like that? I felt this way before my father couldn't keep his dick dry."

"Fuck man, that's my mom you're talking about." Shaking my head with my laugh.

"Sorry, you know what I mean." He holds his hard stare on me, and I've known this fuck a long time and he has always had a thing for Macie.

"Your sister isn't as innocent as you all think she is." He says it in a chuckle.

"I know that."

"What do you know?" Jax cocks his brow, being the cocky motherfucker he can be.

"The club we went to." I say.

"Yeah."

"The girl in front of you on the pole all night, was Macie."

He chuckles his words, "I know."

"What? How do you know. "

"I figured it out, I even sent her flowers." He laughs.

"She knows you know."

"Yeah, I brought her home last night."

"Wait, you what?"

"Not like that, I drove her home; Well… she was on those knees." He laughs his finals words, playfully punching me in the arm as he passes me, and I bark out my words, "You mother fucker; I didn't need to know that shit."

I know what my sister wants and it's the fuck out of here, but so does Jax, and he just might be very soon.

I know Jax won't hurt her. He better not or I will fucking kill him if he does.

This is all fucking weird our parents, those two, but in Jax's defense, he has had a soft spot for Macie since we were kids.