Dax took Jigsaw into the study when he got to his house and Angel insisted on bringing him something to drink. He settled on iced tea and once she'd left them alone Dax said,

“So, I approached Marcus with a lie. I told him that I'd had a man approach me, asking questions about a guy named Mammoth.”

“What did he say?”

“Marcus is pretty laidback. I couldn't hear anything different in his voice, but he was definitely interested. He wanted to know the man's name, and a description of the guy. I told him that first I'd like to know why this guy Mammoth was so interesting. That's when he told me that Mammoth is dead.”

Jigsaw got a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach every time anyone mentioned that. As much as he'd been trying to deny that was who he was...mostly because of the connection to Natalie...he got the feeling that his body was trying to tell him differently. “Did he say how he died?”

“He just said it was an accident on his bike. He was still being all nonchalant about it, but I kept thinking if that was all there was to it, then he would have left it at that, right? But, he didn't. He asked me again who this guy was and what he looked like, and he wanted to know exactly what the guy was asking. You know the one question he didn't ask was the one that made me the most suspicious.”

“And what question was that?”

“Why would someone looking for a guy from a club in Jersey be asking around a different club in Massachusetts? It would have been one of the first questions on my list if the tables were turned.”

“So, you think he knows I'm here?”

“Maybe,” Dax said, thoughtfully. “Or maybe it's Kimber.”

That made the hair on the back of Jigsaw's neck rise. This situation gave him a bad feeling, even if it didn't make a lot of sense. He didn't want Kimber involved at all. “What do you mean? What would Kimber have to do with it?”

“Just the connection. Kimber's the link to our club and her sister to the Knightriders and Mammoth. I might have made him even more suspicious by having y'all cancel your trip out there this morning.”

“So, what now?” Jigsaw asked. His mind was racing. If he had to take Kimber far away from there to make sure she was safe, he would do that, in a heartbeat.

“I put Hunter on it. I want him to find out exactly who Mammoth is...or was, and what happened to him, or what they say happened to him...it's just all a little fishy.” Hunter is a bounty hunter that does a lot of on the side investigative work in his down time. He's an honorary member of the Skulls and although Jigsaw didn't know him well, he liked and trusted him.

“Okay, and in the meantime, what should Kimber and I do?”

“If this was about club business, I'd tell you not to go out to Jersey until we figure this out, or at least get a few more answers. But, since this is about your life and not mine, I'm going to leave the decision up to you. I will tell you though that I think if they're hiding something, Hunter will probably have better luck getting to the bottom of it. If you are this Mammoth guy and they tried to have you killed off...or you ran off for some reason, it might not be the wisest thing to do...just waltzing back in there.”

Jigsaw nodded. On the one hand he was anxious to know if this guy was him, and what all the mystery was about. On the other, he liked his life in Massachusetts, with the Skulls, on the ranch...and especially with Kimber. He wasn't sure he wanted any of it to change. “I'll wait a bit and see what Hunter turns up,” he said.

“Good. Meanwhile I'll have you work here on the ranch. There's a lot to be done at the hole still.”

“Okay.” Jigsaw was curious about something else, “Can I ask what you told him the guy's name was?”

Dax smiled. “Carl Marsh.”

Jigsaw laughed, nervously. “Oh shit!” Dax laughed too. Carl Marsh was a piece of shit arms dealer that had very recently screwed over the Skulls. He'd sold them a bunch of guns that turned out to come from a break-in at one of the sheriff department's storage buildings where they kept surplus from the evidence room. The sheriff thought it was an inside job because no one was supposed to know about it other than the brass over at the station, until one of the prospects, a kid named Poe, got stopped on a routine traffic stop and had one of the guns on him. The traffic stop ended up turning into a charge of breaking and entering and grand theft...Poe, dubbed that by Dax, because the kid's mother had named him Edgar Allen, was still sitting in county jail. He was waiting to go to court and that mess had caused the ATF to heat up their investigation of Dax and the ranch. It was the kid's first arrest and Dax had been in a foul mood over it for weeks. So foul that Jigsaw was surprised Carl was still alive to set up. But the only part of Dax's personality that matched his brilliance was his patience.

“I figured it wouldn't hurt to incorporate a little club business...let them take out some of our trash if you know what I mean. Once Carl is out of the way, the cops will find a key to a storage locker in his name...and that locker will get ATF off our backs and Poe out of lock up.”

“Fucking brilliant,” Jigsaw said, practically in awe. Dax smiled again and changed the subject,

“Alright, go get some rest and the prospects will have things ready at the hole at first light. Mayhem will be on the front gate and he'll notify you if there's any movement there. Gunner will be watching the perimeter out back. I'll keep you posted about anything else I hear from the Knightriders or Hunter.”

Jigsaw thanked him, said goodbye to Angel and headed back over to the clubhouse. He found Kimber in the kitchen talking to Callie, so he fixed himself a plate of what they had made on the stove and sat down. The girl's looked like they had a secret that at least one of them were dying to tell. Looking about to bust Kimber said,

“Can I tell him?”

Callie laughed and nodded. “Handsome knows and he's already been spreading the news. I'm surprised you two didn't hear already.”

“We've been a little distracted,” Kimber said. “They're pregnant!” She almost squealed. Jigsaw smiled.

“Congratulations!” Callie was a good woman and she loved Handsome fiercely. She'd been his old lady for a few years. Jigsaw knew however that although Handsome might love her fiercely back...the man was only as faithful as his options. In other words, the girls at the club loved Callie, so they left him alone. But all it took when they were on the road was a glance from a woman with a hot ass and a willing smile and it was on. He tried not to judge, but he didn't understand it. He could never do that to Kimber.

“Thank you!”

“How far along are you?”

“Almost four months,” she said. Jigsaw's eyes fell to her mid-section and she said, “I have a bump, I've just been hiding it well. Now that we're telling people, you'll be able to notice more.”

“Well, I'm happy for you both,” he said. He looked over at Kimber. She was practically gushing. They'd never really talked about whether either of them wanted to have kids someday. She had a thing in her arm that kept her from getting pregnant now...but, she seemed almost envious of Callie. Jigsaw decided when all of this was over, it was a talk they should have. He didn't necessarily want to bring a kid into the world when he didn't even know his own name...but, he would like to be a father someday...as long as it was Kimber he was parenting with.

After he finished eating they went upstairs and that was when Kimber finally asked, “So what did Dax say?” Jigsaw knew that most of the guys, maybe even Dax, would frown on it, but he told her everything. When he finished talking she said, “Do you think Natalie knows anything? I mean, if they know you're alive, do you think they'd let her think you were dead?”

He smiled sadly and said, “You know how it works, baby. What's good for the club comes first. If they had reason for wanting to get rid of me, that was the priority. Club...family...everything else.”

She wrinkled her nose and said, “I'm glad that's not the way Dax does things. I think I picked the right club, huh?”

Jigsaw put his arm around her and said, “I think you did. I mean, look at all you may have missed.” She hugged him and when he looked down at her face he saw that she'd gone so serious that she almost looked sad. “What is it, baby?”

She smiled, but it looked forced. “Nothing,” she said. “I think I'll take a shower...”

“Wait. Don't ‘nothing’ me, I know you. What's on your mind?”

She sighed. “I feel stupid talking about it.”

“It's me baby, you can talk to me about anything.”

“I just can't stop thinking about you being with Natalie.”

“Oh baby.” He pulled her in for another hug. “If that happened, it was in a whole other world. I was another person. If I'd had the choice back then, I know I would have chosen you.”

She pulled back and looked up at his face. “You're so sweet. But, even when we were kids, Natalie was always the prettier one, the more feminine one. We'd go places together and men and women alike would stare at her. It was like I wasn't even in the room.”

“Baby, are you worried that I'll pick her over you?”

She shrugged. “I told you it was stupid. I'm trying not to think crazy things. But I'm telling you, Natalie is gorgeous. When she walks into a room, men stop talking and turn into blubbering idiots.”

“Men do that when you walk into a room.”

She snorted. “Hardly.”

“They do, you just don't notice because I'm giving them the death glare behind your back.”

She laughed. “Okay then, I think I'll take a shower.”

“Hey,” he said, seriously, “you're really not doubting yourself, are you?” Kimber was drop-dead gorgeous and sometimes he had a hard time understanding how she couldn't possibly know that. She usually wore t-shirts that were too big and jeans that were baggy on her, like she was trying to hide how hot she was. Jigsaw never complained about that out of his own selfishness. He really didn't want anyone else looking at her. He suddenly wondered if he'd been contributing to her surprisingly low self-esteem.

“I never doubt that you want me,” she said with a smile. “As a matter of fact, you're welcome to join me in the shower.” She started toward the bathroom and over her shoulder she said, “Or you can sit out here and think about what you might be missing in there.”

“Oh really...So, if I don't show up, are you going to have fun without me?”

“I've kind of been eyeing that new shower head the guys installed last week...”

“Should I be jealous?”

“We'll see,” she said, with a sexy wink as she began shedding her clothes. By the time she reached the bathroom door she was unbuttoning her pants. She stopped and pointed her gorgeous ass in his direction as she slipped off her jeans and left them there in the floor. He was already growing hard...and he desperately wanted to follow her...but, he decided it might be more fun to give her a few minutes and see what she got up to in there without him.

He heard the shower come on and while he waited, he stripped off his own clothes. Picking up both his and hers, he put them all in a pile in the chair in the corner and then finally went to the partially open bathroom door. The room was steamy, but he could still see her through the glass shower door. He put a towel against the counter and leaned back against it as he watched her. She was so hot, and such a good sport. She pretended that she didn't see him and with her back to the shower head, she let the water run down over her hair. He watched the beads of it roll down across her shoulders and chest, leaving a line of warm water across her breasts that he wanted to lick off...especially when it hit that big, hard, ruby-red nipple. He licked his lips and reached down and lightly rubbed his hardening cock.

Still pretending she didn't know he was there, Kimber lathered up her hair. She used her fingers to massage the shampoo into her scalp and Jigsaw was treated to the sight of the bubbles now running down her body. When she finished washing, she used her hands to not only rinse the soap from her hair, but she slid her hands down her body, running her palms across her breasts and stomach and down her arms. She picked up the soap and brought one leg up onto the side of the shower. Resting her foot against the tile, she began to wash that leg, from her foot, up to the inside of her thigh. Jigsaw wasn't rubbing his cock any longer, now he was stroking it. Kimber did the same with the other leg, getting them both nice and clean before finally turning her attentions on that delicious pussy. She took a dollop of shampoo and lathered it up in her hands and then she put both hands down between her legs. His breathing sped up as he watched her wash the outside of her lips, and then use one hand to pull open that sweet pussy and use her fingers to wash the inside. He heard her gasp when her fingers ran across her clit, but she didn't stop to rub it. She finished getting clean and then she reached up to disengage the shower-head from the wall. Jigsaw was still stroking his cock, getting hotter and more turned on as he watched. Kimber moved her feet so her legs were wide open before bringing the vibrating shower head down and holding it so that it was pointed upwards at her pussy. A loud moan escaped her lips when the pulsating water hit her pussy. She reached down with her free hand and pulled her lips open, bringing the shower head in closer so that the stream of water was focused on her hard clit. He heard her whisper, “Fuck...” and then she leaned back into the tile and closed her eyes. Jigsaw was moving his hand faster along the shaft of his cock, stroking hard from base to tip and using the pearly bead of come on the tip of it to lubricate himself as he did. It was like watching live porn, only the star was someone he loved and couldn't get enough of.

While the shower nozzle was still focused on her clit, Kimber slid two of her fingers up inside of herself, lifting her leg back up so that she could go deeper and Jigsaw's view was unimpeded, He watched in lustful fascination as she moved her fingers in and out, fucking herself while the water stimulated her clit. She was slamming her hand into her pussy, groaning and moaning and moving her hips like she did when he fucked her. He could feel his own orgasm rapidly approaching, but he didn't want to come in his hand. He wanted to bury his cock in that hot pussy. He was torn between not wanting to interrupt her and wanting to fuck her madly.

He decided to wait a little longer, and he was glad that he did. With her head still back against the wall and her eyes closed, she began to rock her hips faster and slam her fingers into her pussy harder. She was moaning loudly now and Jigsaw fleetingly wondered what she was thinking about. Was she imagining that her fingers were his tongue? Was she picturing his thick cock plunging into her soaked pussy? He was so close to coming. He tried to make himself slow down, but fuck she was hot. Her whimpers began to sound more desperate and she started to shake all over. Her hand didn't stop moving, but she dropped the shower head and brought that hand up to grab one of her breasts. As the orgasm claimed her, she pinched down on one of her nipples, threw her head forward and cried out his name. It was all he could do to keep from shooting his own load out across the bathroom floor...but he did, because now he had to fuck her.