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Chapter One | Maggie
Chapter Two | Jinx
Chapter Three | Maggie
Chapter Four | Jinx
Chapter Five | Maggie
Chapter Six | Jinx
Chapter Seven | Maggie
Chapter Eight | Jinx
Chapter Nine | Maggie
Chapter Ten | Jinx
Chapter Eleven | Maggie
Chapter Twelve | Jinx
Chapter Thirteen | Maggie
Chapter Fourteen | Jinx
Chapter Fifteen | Maggie
Chapter Sixteen | Jinx
Chapter Seventeen | Maggie
Chapter Eighteen | Jinx
Chapter Nineteen | Maggie
Chapter Twenty | Jinx
Chapter Twenty-One | Maggie
Chapter Twenty-Two | Jinx
Chapter Twenty-Three | Maggie
Chapter Twenty-Four | Jinx
Chapter Twenty-Five | Maggie
Chapter Twenty-Six | Jinx
Chapter Twenty-Seven | Maggie
Chapter Twenty-Eight | Jinx
Chapter Twenty-Nine | Mace
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Jinx
Royal Bastards MC: Sacramento, Ca
Book 7
Wall Street Journal & USA Today Bestselling Author
Winter Travers
Copyright © 2022 Winter Travers
All rights reserved. Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduction, stored in, or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise) utilization of this work without written permission of both the copyright owner and the above publisher of this book.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of various products referenced in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission. The publication/use of these
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For questions or comments about this book, don't hesitate to get in touch with the author at winter@wintertravers.com.
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Loving Lo
Finding Cyn
Gravel’s Road
Battling Troy
Gambler’s Longshot
Keeping Meg
Fighting Demon
Unraveling Fayth
Forever Lo
Devil’s Knights 2nd Gen
Passing the Torch
Riding the Line
Royal Mess
Changing Lanes
Bucking Tradition
Reining It In
Skid Row Kings Series
DownShift
PowerShift
BangShift
Fallen Lords MC Series
Nickel
Pipe
Maniac
Wrecker
Boink
Clash
Freak
Slayer
Brinks
Fallen Lords Christmas
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Drop a Gear and Disappear
Lean Into It
Knees in the Breeze
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Livin’ on the Edge
Blacktop Freedom
Ride or Die
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Dropkick My Heart
Love on the Mat
Black Belt in Love
Black Belt Knockout
Nitro Crew Series
Burndown
Holeshot
Redlight
Shutdown
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Six-Gun
Monk
Rebel
Barracuda
Jet
Jinx
Mace
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Sweet Burn
Five Alarm Donuts
Stand Alone Novellas
Kissing the Bad Boy
Trapped with the Bad Boy
Daddin’ Ain’t Easy
Silas: A Scrooged Christmas
Wanting More
Mama Didn’t Raise No Fool
Tangle My Tinsel
Mr. Motorcycle
Oral Communications
Coasting In
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
About the Author
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Chapter One
Maggie
“Do you want me to sleep on the couch tonight?”
My eyes darted to Jemma. “What?”
Jemma pasted a smile on her lips. “I’m staying the night again. I can sleep on the couch if you want your bed to yourself.”
“Why are you going to sleep on the couch?” I had been mindlessly watching TV and had forgotten Jemma was even here. “We agreed this morning that I was fine by myself.”
“Because I don’t think you should be alone yet, Mags. I don’t mind staying with you for a couple more days.”
I shook my head and furrowed my brow. “You’re crazy. You need to go home to Jet.” I had hogged Jemma enough the past week. She had been there for me when it was too hard to get to the bathroom and cook all my meals. I wasn’t back to one hundred percent, but I was getting around much better.
“Jet is fine without me.”
I rolled my eyes and burrowed deeper into the couch. “And I am just as fine, Jemma.” I sighed and laid my head back. “Go home.”
“Right now, I don’t think you should be alone,” Jemma reasoned. “You’ve only been home for a week. You have seven broken ribs, Mags.”
As if I needed any reminding. I needed something to erase the past year—all of it. Just, POOF, gone. “And they’re healing, Jemma. We’re both physical therapists, and I know I will not be better instantly. I need time to heal.”
“Your body, yes, Maggie. But I’m not only staying because you’re a little
I rolled my eyes. “I’m fine, Jemma.” I just wanted to be alone. I knew Jemma was being a good friend and doing everything she could to ensure I was okay, but I wanted silence. I wanted nothing.
A loud knock sounded on the door.
Jemma opened it to Jet and Jinx standing on my welcome mat.
Jet instantly moved toward Jemma and wrapped his arm around her waist. Jemma melted into him, and he buried his head into her neck. “Baby,” I heard him whisper into her hair.
Yuck.
I loved that Jemma had found Jet, but it hurt to see it now. It hurt to see her find a good man to love her; all I found were men who hurt me. A man who took away something so special and important to me.
Jemma stepped back from Jet and motioned for Jinx to come in, too.
“Are you all packed up?” Jet asked.
Jemma’s eyes darted to me.
I held up my hands and flattened my lips. “Don’t look at me. I want you to leave. You’re the one wanting to sleep on my couch.” One night alone was all I wanted.
“You texted me earlier that you were coming home tonight.” Jet glanced at me. “Did something happen?”
Jinx leaned against the doorframe and folded his arms over his chest. His eyes slowly moved around my living room but never landed on me. He never looked at me. And the few times he had glanced my way, it was like he looked right through me.
“Nothing happened,” I piped up. “Jemma thinks she has to babysit me for the rest of my life.” I raised my hand and waved it in the air. “I don’t. I would like all of you to leave and let me watch Only Murderers in the Building in peace.”
“Maggie,” Jemma whispered. “You don’t mean that.”
Oh, I did. Sure as hell did. “I do.”
“Why do you want to stay?” Jet asked.
Jemma threw up her hands in the air. “Because.”
Yeah, that was Jemma’s argument. Because.
“You need to go and sleep in your bed, Jemma. Tomorrow is your first day back to work,” I reasoned.
“She’s right, babe,” Jet agreed.
“I can’t just leave Maggie alone.”
I rolled my eyes. Yeah, she totally could.
“I’m fine.” I didn’t know if Jemma worried about me or if she was dealing more with her feelings and misplaced guilt. For some godforsaken reason, I knew Jemma thought she was partly responsible for the whole Perry blowing up Pine Clove Rehab. “I promise all I am going to do is watch TV, haul my broke ass to bed, and sleep. That’s all.”
“Are you capable of hauling your ass anywhere?” Jemma asked.
I rolled my eyes and flitted my hand at her. “You damn well know I can.”
This morning when we had talked about her going home, I did everything by myself. Sure, Jemma was right there if I needed her, but I hadn’t.
“Your place is five minutes away, babe. You can be here in a flash if Maggie needs you,” Jet reassured her.
I had liked Jet before, but now, I knew the man was perfect since he was siding with me to get Jemma back to her place and the hell out of mine.
“But what if she falls and knocks herself out, Jet? How am I supposed to know she needs me when she’s lying on the floor bleeding out.”
“That escalated,” Jinx mumbled.
“That can happen to me at your place, Jem. You gotta chill the hell out.”
Jemma pursed her lips and glared at Jet. She was not going to let this go. The way things were looking, I was never going to be alone again.
“I’ll be outside.”
Jet and Jemma’s eyes snapped to Jinx.
My eyes bugged out, and I reared back into the couch. “Huh?”
“Barracuda texted me he wants someone keeping an eye on Maggie.”
Jemma clapped her hands together. “Perfect! I’ll stay here, and you two can do biker things.”
“It’s almost seven o’clock at night, Jem, and when Barracuda says he wants someone watching Maggie, he doesn’t mean facials and pizza.” Jet nodded to Jinx. “You sure you want to hang out here?”
“Wait, wait, wait,” I called. I heaved my weight forward and gingerly stood. “I don’t want anyone watching me.” I got to my feet and straightened with a wince. “I want to be alone.”
“You will be,” Jinx grunted. “I’ll be watching the door.”
“Wouldn’t it make more sense for you to be in her apartment and not sitting outside?” Jemma asked.
“You don’t need to worry about what I’m doing, Jemma,” Jinx grunted.
“I don’t want anyone in my apartment,” I interrupted.
Not Jemma.
And most certainly, not Jinx.
“I won’t be in your apartment,” Jinx growled. “You aren’t even going to know I’m here.”
“Then how are you going to be able to keep an eye on her?” Jemma demanded.
“Babe,” Jet called.
“What?” Jemma snapped. “Maggie has been through enough. She doesn’t need anything else to happen to her.”
It was like I wasn’t even standing here.
“You don’t have anything to worry about,” Jinx reassured Jemma.
I raised my hand in the air. “Shouldn’t you be saying that to me?” I asked.
“Until we get shit put to bed with the Triple Zeros, someone will always have an eye on Maggie.” Jinx nodded to the front door. “You guys can head out and get some sleep. You don’t have anything to worry about here.”
“I, uh, well,” Jemma stammered.
“Do I not have any say in this?” I asked.
“No,” Jinx and Jet replied in unison.
“Is this that club business thing I heard about from the girls? You know what you’re dealing with has to do with Maggie and me, right?” Jemma asked.
“We’re keeping both of you safe.”
Jemma furrowed her brow. “You were just as surprised as I was when Jinx said he would keep an eye on Maggie. You had no clue.”
Jet shrugged. “I figured it would happen; I just didn’t know it would be Jinx.”
“Didn’t you wonder why he was here with you?” I asked. I could have put one and one together to get two with that.
“He didn’t know, I’m here, and now, you two can leave.” Jinx walked out the door and held it open. “I’ll call you if Maggie needs you, Jemma. Don’t forget your bag at the door.”
Jemma opened her mouth to protest, but Jet grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the door. “Thanks, brother.” He snatched the bag, and swung it over his shoulder.
“Wait,” Jemma called. She tried to drag her feet, but Jet pulled her to the door. “I’ll be over in the morning before work,” she called.
I waved at her and couldn’t help but smile. “I might be sleeping. Call before you come over.” I wasn’t going to answer the phone. I wasn’t kidding when I said I just wanted to be alone.
“Jet,” Jemma whined. “Would you stop dragging me out the door?” she protested.
Jet stopped pulling Jemma and stepped back. He leaned down, put his shoulder to her stomach, and hoisted her in the air. “That better?” he called.
Jemma shrieked, “Put me down!”
Jet slapped her ass and smirked boldly. “Not a chance, babe. I’m not letting you out of my arms until your ass is in bed with me next to you.”
He turned to the door, and Jemma was now pointed my direction, face right in his ass.
She lifted her head and pointed at me. “You better call me if you need anything. Even if you need the peel taken off your apple.”
I laughed and waved her off. “I’ll be more than fine. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
Jet strutted out the front door with Jemma over his shoulder, and Jinx shut it behind them.
“You good here?” he asked flatly.
Why did this man seem to dislike me so much? I hadn’t done anything to him, but he acted like he couldn’t stand to be in the same room. I was surprised he was the one who was keeping an eye on me. He probably tried to get out of it but couldn’t.
“Yes.”
Jinx nodded and moved into the kitchen. He grabbed a pen off the counter and wrote something down.
“What are you doing?” I asked. “You said I’m not going to even know you’re keeping an eye on me.”
“You’re not.” He stalked down the hallway, looked in each open door, and then walked back to the front door.
“What are you doing?” I asked again. He was here, and now, he was leaving. What in the world was going on?
“The place is cleared. Get some rest. My phone number is on the table if you need me.”
