Hell in High Hells....
Life was never going to be simple for Jasmine.
Growing up around the Brotherhood MC. Her father the president, her brother the VP and her ex the Enforcer, surrounded by blood and steel, danger has always had a way of finding h...
I rolled over and almost fell out of bed. Shit. It wasn't a bed, it was a couch, and it was the most uncomfortable couch I had ever slept on. Sitting up, I realised what had woken me up. A fucking blender going off in the kitchen. Who the fuck used a blender at this time of day? Or maybe I slept in later than I thought. I checked my watch. Nope, it was five o-fucking-clock.
Shifting my legs to put my feet on the ground, I reached for my jeans. I slid into them, threw my t-shirt on, and then stumbled into the kitchen. My guess was that it wasn't Jasmine. I've never know her to be a five-a.m.-blender chick. And I was right. I rounded the corner and discovered a chick making a mess with leaves and fruit as she concocted some fucking awful green drink.
As she lifted a glass of it to her lips, I asked, "what the fuck is that?"
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She turned, startled and grumbled, "Morning to you too, its a green smoothie. Its good for you."
I rubbed my eyes; it was too early for this shit. I had never seen anyone drink something that looked like it came out of a new-born. "Right," I muttered as I headed to the kettle. "I need a coffee."
She pointed to the blender, still containing the purified baby shit. "There's smoothie left if you want some?"
"Not fucking likely," I said, and made coffee as she stood there, sipping her drink looking me up and down.
"How long are you here for?" she eventually asked, with her hand on her hip.
I shrugged. "For as long as it takes."
"For as long as it takes?"
I stopped what I was doing and turned to face her. "For as long as it takes to get Jasmine to come home with me."
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She choked on the green slime she calls a drink, then giving me a smug reply "You do realise that she isn't going to ever go home with you, don't you." She places a hand on her hip and raises one eyebrow before she continues, "If fact, hell will freeze over before that will happen, you do realise this, right?"
