Chapter One #2
She gave him her best smile and leaned into his body.
The big goon was dumb enough to smile back at her, and that was when she kneed him in the balls.
Judging from his groan and the way he doubled over, she made contact and did some damage.
What she wasn’t prepared for was him grabbing her ankle on his way down and knocking her to the ground with him.
Her head hit the pavement, and her world was going dark, leaving her defenseless to fight back.
Her last thought was that she was going home, and the fear of what her father would allow others to do to her filled her with dread.
Jagger took a few minutes to pull himself together after the sultry little Hobbs brat kneed him in the balls.
He loved a girl with a little fire, but this woman was an inferno.
She was sexy as fuck, with her jeans that hugged her every curve and the cropped sweater that did nothing to hide her side tattoo or her little belly ring.
Her dark hair was pulled back into a sleek ponytail, and she had on very little makeup, just the way he liked.
Before she admitted to being Justice Hobbs, a part of him wished she wasn’t.
His assignment was to grab the Mayor’s spoiled princess and force her back to his mansion.
He didn’t care about the rest of the details.
As long as he got what Hobbs promised him, he’d let his boss have the little brat.
But she was so much sexier than the picture he was given to trace her down.
And a whole lot feistier than her dear old dad described her to be.
He watched her most of the morning, hoping there would be a lull at the bakery where she worked, but he wasn’t that lucky.
When the pregnant woman and her kid showed up with a guy he assumed was the woman’s husband, he knew he was finally going to get his chance to grab Justice.
Jagger waited in the back alley for her to get off work and make her way out to her old pickup truck.
The plan was to lie to her and convince her that her grandmother was sending him.
He was hoping to get her to go along willingly so he could take his bike.
Now he was going to have to tie his bike down in the bed of her truck and drive her ancient pick-up back to Goose Creek.
Jagger stood, gingerly holding his groin, making sure that the pain wasn’t unbearable.
He got lucky that she knocked herself out when he grabbed her ankle and pulled her down.
Failing to bring her back to Mr. Hobbs wasn’t an option— he had too much on the line, including his little sister’s life.
He was so close to walking out of there with Jules by his side, he couldn’t let this plan go sideways.
Leaving Jules with that crazy man wasn’t going to happen, ever.
So, he would nab the princess and deliver her back to Hobbs, keeping up his end of the bargain.
He just hoped like hell that Anthony Hobbs kept up his end because from what he learned about the man in a short time was that he didn’t play by the rules.
Jagger’s sister was foolish enough to trust Hobbs when she took the job to be his assistant.
What she didn’t know was that he was as crooked and corrupt as they came.
Once she caught on and tried to quit, Hobbs made sure she was tied to his dirty dealings.
She called Jagger for help, and he had no choice but to take Hobbs’ offer to work as one of his goons.
Hobbs was impressed with Jagger’s military service since he was honorably discharged from the Air Force.
He also liked that Jag was a pilot in case he needed to fly somewhere fast to get out of a jam.
All in all, the job wasn’t too taxing, mostly being the mayor’s bodyguard and making sure his business didn’t get too messy.
He had to knock a few heads together, but for the most part, he was lucky enough to keep his hands clean.
Until now, when he had to kidnap the princess and drag her back home against her will.
He pulled Justice up his body, double-checking they were still alone.
It was close to lunchtime, and he was sure people in the little town would be heading out to eat soon.
He didn’t need to be asked any questions as to what he was doing with the sexy little hellcat.
He especially didn’t want her waking up and taking another swipe at him.
She had a good aim, and he didn’t want to give her another chance at unmanning him.
He hoisted her over his shoulder, grabbed her bag, making sure to leave no trace of her behind, and carried her over to her pickup truck.
He dug into her tight little jeans and found her keys, unlocked the door, and slid her into the passenger seat.
He started back over to his bike, but was stopped by an SUV that pulled into the alley and parked next to a pink ice cream shop.
Jagger ducked behind Justice’s pickup, closing his eyes, and saying a little prayer that whoever it was didn’t see him hiding or Justice passed out in the passenger seat.
The woman hopped out of her SUV, got a kid from the back seat, and went into the back entrance of the pink building.
He breathed a sigh of relief at not being caught trying to abduct sexy little Justice.
He was pretty sure most people in this small town knew each other, and Jag worried that making a clean getaway wasn’t going to happen if someone spotted him with Justice.
He decided to leave his bike, knowing he was taking the chance of it eventually being found and possibly leading the cops right to him.
He didn’t care what happened to him, and hopefully ditching the bike would buy him the time he needed to get Hobbs’ daughter back to him and get Jules out from under that crazy man’s thumb.
His sister’s safety was his number one priority now.
Whatever happened to him, he’d deal with later.
Jules needed him, and there was no fucking way he was going to let his little sister down again.