It wasn’t late when he left Sarah’s place, so Jax decided to drop by Curves to check in. He walked into his bar, his practiced eye taking in the scene at a glance. Busy, loud, full of laughter. Some drunk women dancing, getting eyed-up by guys sitting in groups at the large tables. Typical Saturday night, and Jax nodded at some of his regulars while simultaneously avoiding the eager eyes of some of his more-regular crash room f***s.
He spotted King and Mac at the bar talking to Trey, Aidan’s replacement on his nights off, so Jax walked over to them. They looked surprised to see him.
“What the hell, man?” Mac said. “I thought you were seeing Red tonight.”
“I did.” Jax nodded at Trey to give him a beer. “Just dropped her off at home.”
“Didn’t go well?”
Jax glanced at Mac, perplexed. “It
