I'm Your Bully (Bully Book Series 1) by Andrea Tyse Read Free Book Online Page B

them."  
     
    "I'm ....I was..."she kept starting and stopping not sure what to say or how to explain.
     
    "I want you here. Don’t you know you’re my girl?" Jax said in a low voice in her ear.
     
                  "I...I’m not," she stammered in reply on the verge of tears.  She'd never been anyone's girl, never heard those simple words spoken in her direction before and she was desperately afraid to believe him. 
     
     
     
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    "I want you here. Don’t you know you’re my girl?" Jax froze as soon as the words popped out his of mouth.
     
    Fuck, had he just said that she was his girl… what had happened to being friends?  Where the hell had that come from...not his head, okay, okay one of his heads, but not the one that actually conversed in anything other than primitive demands.  Okay, maybe both of his heads actually weren’t all that articulate sometimes, especially when they didn’t communicate before his mouth went and said some dumb shit. 
     
                  Jax missed everything she said after that, he had been in the middle of scaling the tree outside her window when she started to cry. The sound of her crying tore something up in Jax’s chest.   Quickly climbing up toward Emma’s window he looked through it to see her sitting on that old mattress looking small and sad. Her head was down as she toyed with the ribbon he’d put on the phone.
     
    "Open the window," Jax's voice was a command. The debate between intelligence below the belt and above it was over when he heard her tears. 
     
    Emma looked up from her bed and saw Jax perched outside her window in the tree.  His dark hair had a twig stuck in it and his expensive jeans now had a rip in one of the knees.  Sighing, Emma rubbed her wet eyes, got up, and let him in.  Immediately Jax’s arms were around her.  He didn’t say anything just folded her into his embrace and tilted her head up with a finger under her chin.  Kissing her tears away, his mouth was gentle and sweet. 
     
    Emma started a little at the gentle caress of Jax’s mouth, her heart going into a crazy rhythm.  She stood still in his arms unmoving, barely breathing afraid he would stop.  Afraid he would continue.
     
    Jax kissed the corner of her mouth and when she gasped at the contact he covered Emma’s lips with his own.  His tongue flicked her bottom lip and then he gently sucked her top lip.  Putting pressure on her chin Jax slid his tongue inside the wet cavern of her mouth.  His tongue was stroking and playing with hers.   
     
    Jax pulled away and said, "You are coming down stairs if I have to drag you down the tree with me." The steely look in his eyes said he was determined.
     
    Emma dropped her head against his chest and mumbled, "I’m not sure I’ll fit in.  They never liked me before. I'm not like the girls you hang out with, I’ll just bore everyone."  Emma pressed her face harder into him feeling it burn with mortification.
     
    "Baby, look at me." He made her look him in the eye by pulling back slightly and bending his knees.  "It should be the other way around.  They’re not good enough for you."
     
     
     
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    Emma sat beside Jax in a folding chair, watching everyone as they drank.  Declining the many offers of beer or a cooler, Emma began to worry that people would start thinking she was a prude.  She wasn't, Emma had just learned the hard way at a young age to distance herself from people who drank because of her father’s vile temper. 
     
    Jax didn’t notice anything at first.  This was his element and he was totally relaxed sitting back in his chair casually draping his arm around her.  Emma was nervous and would jump each time his fingers grazed the soft skin of her arm.  Jax lazily touched the skin at the base of Emma’s neck as he surveyed the crowd of his friends and strangers.  The muscles in Emma’s neck went tight each time he slowly dragged his fingers across her bare