Jase (MMA Bad Boys Book 3) by L. Grubb Read Free Book Online Page A

But I do need to speak to you about something that happened earlier with Dan.” I don’t want to have this conversation but Jake is Chief and he needs to know the situation just in case it escalates as time goes on. Especially now he knows I’m pursuing Frankie.
    “I’m all ears, bro.” Great thing about Jake? He treats us all as equals even though we’re inferior to him.
    “Earlier, his sister showed up to see him and he asked me to make sure she waits. I bedded her last night. That sounds wrong but whatever.” I wave a hand in the air dismissing it. “We had a heated discussion and he overheard. Man, the way he treated her… I’m surprised he never hit her if I’m totally honest.”
    “Dan the man? Big dude that makes too much noise? The one who doesn’t talk a lot?” Jake furrows his brows in confusion.
    “Yeah, seeing as that’s the only guy named Dan that works there, dude.” Shaking my head, I twist the beer on the placemat on the table and run my thumbs through the condensation. “He’s a loose cannon, Jake. And I certainly don’t trust him.”
    “I’ll look into it, alright? I won’t let shit happen at work that shouldn’t, you know that.” He takes a sip of his beer, the foam coating his moustache. “Don’t worry your pretty little had about it.”
    I nod at him as I sit there, not really wanting to really be there if I’m totally honest. It doesn’t feel right sitting with colleagues and not friends. “I’m only staying for one beer. I’m totally wiped.” That was total bullshit. I’m not that tired, but I don’t feel comfortable.
    “No worries, Jase.” We chat about the week and the guys talk about the rota for the next week. I’m fucking happy to have a week off, a much needed break and plenty of time for Frankie.
    Frankie. She hasn’t left my mind since my mouth reunited with hers earlier. I don’t know what this is but I won’t throw it away. She’s beautiful yet doesn’t know it and that’s the most endearing thing about her. She doesn’t flaunt herself around like the bitches from the MMA ring side or from the bar I usually frequent. She’s curvy, sexy and her body syncs with mine. Just thinking about the night before has my dick hardening painfully behind my zipper. Tomorrow evening can’t come soon enough cause right now I want to be balls deep in her heat.
    “I’m going.” I don’t even finish all my beer but I can’t sit here and listen to the monotones of these guys talking shop. I leave that shit at work for a reason. I also need to figure a way of sorting this shit out with Jen. I groan at that and Jake gives me a funny look. “My back clicked as I stood.” I play it off with that. Jake is gullible and will believe about anything he’s told.
    “See you in a week, mate.” I salute and walk out the bar faster than my legs can take me. The smell of the late evening air is a stark contrast to the air clogging the inside of that pub. I relish in the scent of pollution that hangs over London and enjoy the sounds of the distant honking of horns as angry drivers fight for space on the busy London roads.
    I make the small walk to my car that I managed to park down the road a little, shoving my hands in my pockets and head hangs down.
    I’m not immune to the looks women give me, or some men for that matter, I know I’m pretty good looking. Fuck, I’ve known women to fight over my body as well. Call me big headed, egotistical, but I work hard for the way I look.
    But I’m not interested in other people now that I’ve had a taste of Frankie. I can still feel her soft curves under me as I plow into her liquid heat. I can still see her the look on face as she comes undone under my hands. I rearrange myself discreetly and unlock my car with the remote. Climbing in behind the wheel, I feel how uncomfortable the drive home is going to be and I grit my teeth as I start the car and start toward my home.
     
     
     

 

     
    “Girl, after the day I’ve