Page 17 of Reckless

She quickly shakes her head. “I just have a headache.”

“What did he do when you were in there?” I almost don’t want the answer to this question, but I know I need it.

She bites her lip, and I tense even more. "I-uh-I can't tell you."

"What? Why the hell not?" My voice is harder than I want it to be and when she flinches, I feel like the biggest asshole in the world.

“Brick told me to keep what happened between us. I can’t really say more than that.” She looks away from me.

I try to take a few breaths and calm myself down, but it's not fucking working. "You're my girl. You don't keep shit from me, Carly."

She looks back at me, and I can see how torn she is. "I am yours, Jax, but from what I understand, I also can't betray Brick's trust because I'm technically club property."

Fucking asshole. Brick is a goddamn dead man. Hearing her say she's club property fucking kills me, but it's the truth.

Doesn’t mean I need to accept it.