Evelyn's dream of securing a scholarship to America's top ballet school shattered when her mother was brutally murdered during her teenage years. Determined to make a difference, she became a detective, ready to take on the world. Assigned to invest...
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Jeremiah stood by the bar pouring drinks as bikers were partying together with sirens. The music was high and the energy in the room was flowing just as the smell of sweat and alcohol did. The only thing Jeremiah wanted to do at the moment was to get up to his room and sleep his thoughts away. Ever since he saw that cute detective, he couldn't think about anything else. He thought he had cleared her out of his mind the day before when one of the sirens gave him a round in his room but now? Now his whole body was telling him about his desire for that woman.
"What's wrong, J?" Wyatt asked his friend as he saw the frown Jeremiah was wearing. Jeremiah looked up at his friend, a bit surprised by his appearance.
"He is probably thinking about that hot detective," Jax joked as he came over to the bar and asked for a glass of whisky. J stood quiet as he poured the drink. Jax saw that his joke wasn't only a joke but a fact, so he got a more serious face. and leaned over the bars he could be heard over the music.
"Be careful with that one Jeremiah seriously. We don't want trouble here, and that woman has trouble writing on her uniform," Jax said and took the glass from J's hands. Jeremiah gave his president a small smile and turned away to clean the bar as Zeus walked away. Jeremiah couldn't help but feel irritated by that statement.
"So, girl problem," Wyatt said, sipping on his drink while leaning against the elbow he had placed on the bar. J looked over his shoulder at his friend and sight.
"Not really, she does look good, but it's not like I would try to flirt with a police as Zeus does, she will probably burn me alive if I tried," J joked and took a sip of his beer. The thought of the woman looking at him with that fiery look of hers was enough to make his skin crawl with want. Wyatt smirked and leaned forward.
"Find yourself a hot siren and get it out of your system then," He advised and stood up. Wyatt set his eyes on a woman on the dance floor and put on a grin while dancing his way to her like he was showing how it was done. Jeremiah saw his friend whisper something in her ear before they rubbed against each other's bodies. J smiled lightly before going back to cleaning behind the bar and pouring drinks whenever he needed to.
"What's up, J? Could you give me a martini?" Vic said when she slid herself onto one of the high bar chairs. J looked up at the head of the sirens and smile lightly while nodding. The girl had become a good friend to his friend group ever since Athena arrived and stole Gunner's heart.
"Coming right up, cupcake," He said with a smirk as he knew it would irritate his friend. Vic rolled her eyes at the biker but couldn't help but smile.
"You don't seem to be in your usually goofy mood, something wrong?" She asked as J made her drink in silence. Jeremiah threw out his arms and tried to give up the usual grin. He didn't understand how much everyone here knew him until now and it in a way warmed his heart.
