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that came from not beating up other people, or doing unmentionable evils against society. Okay, Eli wasn't evil per se. There was a time when I used to enjoy his company, but the guy was a thug and probably always would be one.
    “Sit down and I'll call us a cab,” Jax said and led me over to the couches. He found a seat on one of them away from the majority of the crowd and helped me sit.
    I sighed and placed my head between my knees for a moment, hoping it would clear away the dizzy sensation in my head. “I can walk, I promise.”
    “We'll need a cab for where I want to take you. It's on the other side of downtown and I don't want to walk that far in the cold.” He gave me a smile, and I gave a tiny one back in an attempt to be polite. My mood to enjoy a date was kind of smashed into a million pieces, however.

Chapter Five
     
    I hugged myself as I rode in the cab to wherever it was Jax wanted to take me. Crazy, I know, getting into a car with a guy I barely knew, to go to a place that could have been where he took all of his victims. At the same time, I trusted him. Jax didn't give me any reason not to, and you know how some people give off super good vibes? The people who don't kill their spiders, but set them free? Jax was one of those. Good vibes, perhaps too good, but I felt safe. Of course, I probably would have left with just about anyone to get away from Eli, he scared me that much. I also knew, however, that Jax would go out of his way to make sure I stayed safe. He didn't come across as the type to abandon anyone who was in need, and I needed a solid sense of security like that.
    “So am I supposed to pry, or not ask?” Jax asked quietly. He pressed himself to the opposite side of the car and gazed out the window. His face rested on his hand, clear signs that he was in deep thinking mode.
    I sighed. “You don't need to do much of either. There isn't much to tell.”
    “You were scared of him. There's a lot to tell. Should I call the police?”
    “No.” I shook my head. “That would probably make things worse.”
    “Or better.”
    “No,” I repeated firmly. “Eli… I don't think he would have actually hurt me if I had gone to talk to him. It was just one of those conversations I'd rather save until later. He's not the scary one.”
    Jax glanced over at me. “There's more than one guy I'm dealing with here?”
    “Yes.”
    “Ex-boyfriends? Am I going to have to fight them all?”
    I snorted at the thought. There was no doubt in my mind that Jax would try to fight and defend my honor. Something told me, though, that he'd be cowering on the ground after ten seconds. I also hated how he said ex-boy friends like I was some kind of a hussy.
    Pursing my lips together, I pulled a knee up to my chest. “I only have one ex-boyfriend, and his name is Donovan.”
    “So what's the story with Eli?”
    “He's Donovan's best friend. Granted, he did once try to make a pass at me while Donovan was in jail, but–”
    “Wait, your ex-boyfriend was in jail?” Jax blinked.
    I rolled my eyes. “Yes, he was in jail for two years. Okay? Not everyone can be Mr. Perfect like you.”
    He held up his hands. “I wasn't judging, necessarily, but it isn't helping me feel better about your safety right now.”
    “I'm fine,” I mumbled.
    “You don't look fine. You look a little shaken up, actually.”
    Sighing, I leaned my head against the window and gazed out at the lights passing by. The skyscrapers of downtown shimmered in their glow. “Donovan and I met in college. He was nice enough to let me sit with him in the cafeteria one day when it was crazy busy. You know, one of those people who take up an entire table for four with all of their homework. He made a space, and we got to talking, one thing led to another, blah, blah, blah.”
    “You fell in love and everything was right in your world,” Jax said quietly, and I hated the sadness in his tone. He didn't ask me to continue, but I knew I had to. The can of