DOUBLE DEUCES (Part 4)

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Looking at Erica after Miri took her leave, I shook my head. "She knows. She fucking knows. I tried to warn you back when it first started. Your in one hell of a predicament. The only choice I have is to send you off in hiding".

I paused and ran a irritated hand through my hair. "Fuck, I don't even have the extra money to send you away but I'll figure it out. I'll downgrade to a cheaper pad, whatever it takes. How could you have been so stupid?"

Erica reached for another donut as if she didn't have a care in the world. "Jax, I'm not your responsibility. I can handle this. Maybe I'll just go talk to her tomorrow and apologize".

I broke out in pails of laughter and slammed my chair under the table. "You would be hand delivering yourself to her. Wanna bright red bow to wear with that? The fucking Harper's don't give a shit about what you have to say or your apologies. They shoot then ask the fucking questions".

Erica rose her voice back at me. "I want be sent away. I spent years living in fear and I refuse to live like that again. If your precious Miri could have satisfied her man he wouldn't have crawled to me".

Flying up in her face I gritted out. "Never say another harsh word about her. You don't know her. If Cole crawled to you it was because he was a weak man and you a willing whore. It had nothing to do with what Miri did or didn't do. She was to good for him".

Erica's palmed connected to my cheek at having called her a whore. "Says the man who's fucking her. Do you honestly believe she wants you Jax. Look at her living it up in her palace of an apartment. What could you possibly offer her? She's just trailing you along, using you as a rebound. Once she figures that out, she'll push you aside".

"You know nothing about Miri.". I hissed.

"And you do?"

Grabbing my coat I slammed out of there. Erica was right. Did I really know Miri other than between the sheets. I knew before all this mess occurred, she seemed so poised, classic, so well put together. Id check her out from a distance at time's and she portrayed the perfect image of the stay at home wife. Attended to her husband and child's every whim so Cole didn't have to lift a finger. She was the definition of perfect. But do I know her thoughts, dreams, her true intentions with me?

Without me knowing duiring my brisk walk, my feet had led me to Miri's apartment building. I knew I wasn't allowed to the top floor without her with me or her sending her permission down. Taking out my phone I called her. "Yea". She said in that sexy sleepy voice she owned.

"Miri I got to see you. I'm downstairs".

"Jax, it's three in the morning. Whatever could be so important".

Oh she knew, she fucking knew why I was here. "Miri I've got to speak with you. Now".

"Fine. I'll have you sent up".

Moments later I stepped off the elevator to her floor. She opened the door looking like everything I had ever dreamed of. Her hair messy from sleep, eyelids lowered from the light streaming in from the hall and her lips so luscious. As she opened the door to allow me in I noticed her sleepwear. A peach colored silk cami with one strap hanging loosely off her shoulder and matching silky shorts that rode up high. My crotch instantly became snugger.

I followed her to the kitchen where she started the makings for tea. Once the kettle was going she took a seat across from me. "Excuse how I look. I stopped by Ari's earlier and had a few drinks."

"Your stunning as always Miri. You could wear a paper sack and still catch my eye".

"Why are you here so late Jax?" She asked innocently.