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“I’m just joking!” Holden gave her his best smile. However, Zoe seemed to be the only woman in the room who found it appealing. “I pictured someone more like his first wife. Did you know her?”
Jasmine shook her head.
He didn’t like the look that jetted across Jasmine’s face. She definitely wasn’t feeling him at all. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, too, Jasmine.” Holden attempted to stand up again and this time he made it. He stuck out his hand. “I’d give you a hug, but Nuke would probably kill me if I did.”
“Probably,” Jasmine replied while shaking his hand. She turned away from him, walked over to the refrigerator and opened the door.
“You’re much prettier than her by the way. How long have you and Nuke been married?” Holden asked as he sat back down at the table. “Nuke didn’t give me any details.”
“Two years this Halloween.” She grabbed a bottle of water and a container filled with fried rice. She didn’t even bother with a fork; instead, she stuck two fingers in and scooped out some of the rice. Holden was amused and he immediately saw why Nuke had fallen for her other than the obvious. She was down-to-earth. He watched her stuff her face, then take a drink of the water from the bottle. He liked the way a few droplets of water dribbled down her chin. She was messy but it was cute.
She grabbed a napkin and dabbed her chin.
“I think you missed a spot,” Holden said, pointing to an area on her right cheek.
“Thanks,” Jasmine replied.
“How did you and Nuke meet?”
“He had shoulder surgery. His shoulder really bothered him afterwards. He asked me if there was anything I could do to help him.”
“So romantic,” Zoe swooned dramatically, throwing her hand across her head like a silent film star.
As Jasmine leaned against the kitchen counter, she finally reached into a drawer for a fork. She then continued to eat, ignoring Zoe and her antics.
“Were you his nurse?” Holden was inquisitive. They just didn’t seem to fit as a couple. There had to be more to the story than that.
Before Jasmine could answer Zoe began to talk. “No, it actually took a biker war and a rat to bring them together,” Zoe blurted out in a bid for Holden’s attention.
Jasmine looked over at Zoe and shook her head. “This woman I used to know was dating Kevin, and she introduced Nuke and I. We instantly hit it off.”
“Cindy – that was the woman. She was a rat,” Zoe started up again. “She caused trouble between the Hells Vipers and the Grave Walkers. It was Jasmine that found out that it was Cindy that had leaked personal information about the club. Jasmine was nearly killed by one of the Grave Walkers,” Zoe explained as she reached over and touched Holden on the hand.
“Damn! You were nearly killed? What on earth happened?” Holden slid his hand away from Zoe to adjust himself in the kitchen chair.
“I didn’t die. That’s why you’re not with anyone, you talk too much!” Jasmine sharply told Zoe as she walked over and tossed the empty fried rice container into the trash.
Zoe started to stay something but stopped.
“So what happened to the rat, the woman you knew? Cindy.” Holden probed.
“Don’t know, don’t care!” Jasmine replied.
Holden smiled. “Yep, you’re Nuke’s wife alright.”
Zoe made a sound as she looked over at Jasmine. “One hundred percent she is. So Holden,” Zoe said as she focused her attention away from Jasmine, “you and Nuke kind of look alike but not really.”
“Same mother, not the same father,” Holden declared as he watched Jasmine walk over and peek out of the kitchen window. Something outside had captured her attention. “Do you have kids? Are there nieces and nephews I need to meet?” he asked Jasmine.
She shook her head.
“I can’t imagine Nuke being a daddy,” Zoe cackled. “You two do fuck all of the time, why aren’t you knocked up yet? Your pipes not working or is Nuke firing