Chapter Five
Jett pointed to the door. “If you think I’m getting into a car with her, you are sadly mistaken my friend.” He was so damn pissed off. He wanted to pull his hair out. He wanted to pull her hair out. If she hadn’t been a woman and hadn’t been completely turned on by her at the same time, he would have decked her by now.
“C’mon Jett. You’re really going to let her walk all the way to my house alone?”
“You know what Adonis, I should…”
“But you’re not.”
“Of course I’m not. You do know you owe me big time for this, right? She is the rudest, most ungrateful person I have ever met in my life.”
“Give her a break Jett. She worked hard building that bike. She’s just upset. Give her time to cool down.”
“What do you mean she built the bike?”
“Exactly what I said. Eira told me she practically built it from scratch and painted it herself too. Look she’s had a hard time fitting in wherever she goes because of the work she does, let’s at least try and make her feel welcome here. If not for me, do it for Eira.”
Jett snarled. “Ugh, fine.”
“Thanks. I won’t forget this.”
“No, you won’t.” Jett said over his shoulder as his left the building.
Jett rounded the resort and hopped into his black Jeep, taking off in the direction he saw Tatum go in. About a mile down the road he saw a lone woman walking to the right of the path; her long, straight ebony hair blowing in the cold breeze. She must have been freezing because all she wore was that thin motorcycle suit over her clothes. It was starting drizzle again and she no doubt would be a frozen popsicle by the time she reached Adonis’ house. Jett pulled up alongside her and beeped the horn. He rolled down the passenger side window. “Get in the car!”
She stopped for a beat, looked over at him, and began walking again. “No, thank you!”
He sighed heavily, trying to conjure up enough strength to deal with her attitude. Adonis asked him to make her feel welcome and he never asked for much, so he wanted to keep his word to his friend. But, fuck she was making it really difficult. “Tatum, you’re getting soaked. Please just get in the car.” He continued to drive alongside of her. “I’m not going to leave you here by yourself. I’ll just annoy you the whole way there.” She stopped walking, so he applied the brakes, coming to a halt. They stared at each other for a full minute before she turned and began to ascend the pitched path again.
Jett sped out in front of her and cut her off at the pass. He cut off the engine and jumped out of the car. He’d had enough of these games and he was going to be nice to her even whether she wanted him to be or not. Without warning, he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, bringing her ass into the passenger seat of the Jeep. He saw her lock the door and slide into the driver’s seat to lock his door as he rounded the bumper; then she reached for the keys to turn the car on. Jett lightly tapped the window with the keys she was desperately searching for in the ignition. He jiggled them in front of her face from the other side of the glass and smirked. Waving his hand, he motioned for her to slide over into the passenger seat and reluctantly, she did.
Jett unlocked the door and slid into the driver’s seat, putting the key into the ignition and turning up the heat for her. He didn’t need the heat, he was a wolf, and wolf shifters had a higher core temperature than a human did. He turned the car back onto the road and glanced at her. “Warm enough?” She didn’t answer so he asked again. “I asked if you were warm enough?” Still no answer. “You know we are going to see quite a bit of each other while you’re here. Let’s say we be friends?”
She snapped her head in his direction. “Friends?! I wouldn’t be your friend if you were the last person on earth.”
“Why are you so hellbent on giving me grief?”
“Well, I am so sorry to have ruined your day. I didn’t ask you to give me a ride. I didn’t ask you to make conversation with me. And I sure as Hell didn’t ask you to jump in front of me and destroy my bike!”
“Can you please just let it go already. It was an accident, that I did not cause by the way, so get over it. Let’s move on.”
“That’s easy for you to say, you have this car. How am I supposed to move at all when I have nothing to take me where I have to go?”
Jett looked at her in the corner of his eye, observing her through the reflection of the window and saw her violently swipe a tear from her face. He opened his mouth to say something, but thought better of it since he had a feeling it would only upset her more. He didn’t think she would appreciate it if he knew how hurt she really was. Now, he felt like a complete jerk for arguing with her. He could tell she was a strong woman and for her to be this unsettled that motorcycle must have meant a lot to her. As he pulled up to Eira’s house, he decided he should be the one to bury the hatchet and extend an olive branch. “I’m sorry about today and your bike. If there’s anything I can do, let me know.” He reached for a piece of ripped paper and a pen out of his pocket to write his number down. When he handed it to her, she only looked at it before opening the passenger side door and hopped out.
Shaking his head, Jett backed out of the driveway and headed back to the hotel. He tried his best to be nice to her, but she didn’t accept his offer of a truce, so Adonis couldn’t get mad at him. She was the one who was being difficult, not him. Thank goodness she wasn’t his mate because he didn’t think he could spend the rest of his life brought to the brink of insanity. She drove him that crazy. There wasn’t enough lust in the world to get him to put up with her on a daily basis, he didn’t care how hard he was for her right now. Shit, he was hard. So damn hard. Her scent of motor oil mixed with ……. was fucking intoxicating. Being that close to her in an enclosed space smelling like had was making him ache in places he didn’t know could ache. No, he was not going to dwell on Tatum any longer than he had. She wasn’t interested in being friends, so he shouldn’t care either. The best thing for him to do was forget all about her and move on with his life. Besides, she was only here for a visit. She’d be gone soon and then he wouldn’t have to worry about being nice to her anymore.
Jett called Adonis as he drove back down the mountain to let him know tatum was now with Eira and to ask if he would be needed for the cleanup in front of the hotel. Since Adonis had everything covered Jett made his way into town to drop his car off at Speed Demon’s Automotive shop. His Jeep was in desperate need of a tune-up and the tires needed to be changed due to the constant driving on the rough terrain. Speed Demon’s was located not too far from the resort and not only serviced cars, but everyone used them to repair their snowmobiles and motorcycles as well. It was a huge company with lots of acreage to work and plenty of employees to go around so you really didn’t have to wait long to have your mode of transportation fixed.
The shop offered to drive Jett back to the resort since his Jeep needed several services, but he politely declined their offer. He wanted to stretch his legs and let off some steam after the day he’d had. A long run with his animal would do him some good. He could forget all about Tatum and the debacle that was their first encounter and hopefully never have another for the duration of her stay.