Wild Wind: A Chaos Novella by Kristen Ashley

Author:Kristen Ashley [Ashley, Kristen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Kristen Ashley, Chaos, motorcycle club, contemporary, romance, 1001 Dark Nights
Publisher: 1001 Dark Nights Press
Published: 2021-03-09T00:00:00+00:00

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Jag parked at the back of S.I.L., hoofed it around the side of the building and went in, almost immediately hearing a whistle.

He looked right, saw Joany up behind the cash register, ringing someone up.

She jerked her head toward the bookshelves.

Jag nodded, even though he didn’t know if she was directing him to Archie or Mal, and scanning for either, he moved that way.

He didn’t have to find Archie, she found him, coming quickly out of the homewares section with Fabe at her side.

Jag had met Fabe. A very tall, skinny Black dude with a fade at the sides of his head, twists at the top, a bent toward electronic music and a vibe that Jag couldn’t quite put his finger on.

Björk was playing, and Jag wouldn’t put it past Archie to throw that on. Joany, no way in fuck. Fabe, definitely.

Fabe seemed like a pretty laidback guy, usually.

Now he looked pissed.

Shit.

“Hey, honey,” Jag greeted Archie. Then to Fabe, “Yo, dude.”

“Yo,” Fabe bit off.

Archie gave Fabe an I’m sorry look then turned to Jag.

“Okay, well, we’ve had a bit of a name-calling incident.” Archie explained Fabe’s attitude and the I’m sorry look.

“I’m getting smoothies. Do you want a smoothie?” Fabe asked Archie a question Jag didn’t understand since they had a soda fountain stocked with ice cream, so who in their right mind would go and get a smoothie when they could be sucking back a malt?

She shook her head.

Fabe looked to Jag and arched a brow.

Jag shook his head.

Fabe stormed off.

Jag turned to Archie. “What happened?”

“Fabe was trying to do a man-to-man with Mal to get him to talk and Mal called him a poof.”

“Poof” was better than some things Mal could have called him.

Regardless, he shouldn’t be saying shit like that at all.

Jag shouldn’t be, but he was curious.

“Is Fabe, uh…?”

Archie rolled her eyes and told him, “He’s pan.”

“He’s what?”

“He does chicks. He does dudes. He does dudes and chicks together. He does trans. He fucks whoever he thinks is pretty. And he thinks a lot of people are pretty.”

Well, that answered a question that hadn’t been burning in Jag, but he had it.

“The fact remains it’s uncool to call people names,” Archie went on. “Especially people who have been awesome with you.”

“Yeah,” Jag agreed.

“I think Mal looks up to you,” she told him. “He asked me the other day when you were coming around again.”

That surprised Jag.

“No shit?” Jagger asked.

She shook her head. “No shit.”

“Is he in the library?”

“The what?”

“The library, your book section.”

She smiled at him. “I dig you call it that.”

“I dig you dig that, baby. But can you answer the question?”

She nodded. “Yeah. Last I saw of him, he headed in there. He reads. This is another reason I know something is up. When he gets into his head, he gets into it with a book. Problem with that is, we have homework time right after school and he starts reading and doesn’t do his homework. Which is how this all began.

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