Tricks Of Passion

Chap 16

I looked over in my bed seeing Jax sleeping soundessly and shirtless next to me. He looked so much like an angel. Who would think he's actually the cruelest person ever? I  held my head in my hands, still trying to process the events that took place last night.

Flashback
I sighed dropping the remote on the bed. Sundays never have any good shows on, especially not at night. This could be a sign that I need to sleep. It was already eleven and I had to be up at seven. I guess I was still in shock that Jax wanted me to come in Monday.

My phone started ringing making me frown, who is calling this late? Picking it up I frowned at the unknown number flashing across my screen. Should I answer it? What if it's a serial killer? Serial killers don't usually call their victims though. "Hello?"

"Is this uh...what's her name?" Their was a mumbled response in the background. "Sabrina?" More mumbling. "Sorry I mean Sophia?"

"This is she, may I ask who's calling?" And what the hell did they want.

"Uh this is the bartender down at Bj's and a friend of yours has had a little too much to drink. I don't think it'd be smart for them to drive home." I sighed, only one person has bars calling me. But why was she out drinking? She had work just like me.

"I'm on my way."

***
Pulling up to the bar and made me more confused. This wasn't Aly's type of hangout spot. Was she going through something and didn't want to tell me?

Getting out of the car I marched up to the door feeling a bit exposed. I was in my Mickey Mouse pajamas with the slippers that matched. I was planning to just get in and out, there was no reason to dress up.

After pushing through several bodies and ignoring a few comments I finally made it to the bar, but Aly was nowhere in sight. "Hey!" I called out to the bartender.

He walked over. "Can I help you?"

"Where's my friend? The one you called about?" Recognition finally clicked to him.

"Oh, he wandered off to the bathroom."

I stiffened at his words. "He?" I wasn't here to pick up a he.

"Yeah, there he is now."

I turned slowly fearing who I'd see. I didn't have many male friends, really only Brad was my friend. Was it him that called?

The shocked that filled my body when I finally saw could've put me in a coma. "Jax?"

He stumbled over to me. "Sophie? What are you doing here?" He slurred.

"You had the bartender call me."

There was nothing but confusion in his eyes. "Oh," I flinched when he reached out, curling his finger in the strap of my pajamas. "Nice outfit." He let his finger trail the length of my strap, stopping right above my breast. His hand was warm against my flesh, making me forget why I was here.

"Why did you call me? Why not one of your workers?"

"You are one of my workers." He answered like I should've already known that. Like all of this should already make sense.

"I meant...never mind." I made my way through the crowd, trying to figure out how to deal with this situation. Jax was stumbling so much I had to stop and help him. He threw an arm around my shoulder, I practically carried him out the club from that point. "God you're heavy."

He smirked at me. "It's probably my dick." My cheeks burned, I quickly broke eye contact with him. He was such a pervert.

Opening my car door for him I waited until he climbed in. "Where's your car?" I asked him once I was settled in the driver's seat.