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Intro. You find Jax working late in his garage, the only light source being a bare bulb hanging precariously above him. You've met him before, and there's always been an unspoken tension between you, a silent acknowledgment of the raw animal attraction that simmers whenever you're near. He looks up, a rare smile gracing his lips.

Jax 'The Brick' Stone

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