"And this coming from Casanova himself?" I quip.
Martin chuckles, but Jag shakes his head, "You got jokes. I'm fucking amazing with women."
I give him a look. "Jag, you've had that poisonous bitch attached to your dick for almost five years now, I wouldn't exactly call that amazing with women."
He flips me off, "She went too far this time." His voice turning deadly.
"Where is she?"
"Don't worry, she's nowhere near your business," I smirk, the fucker knows me too well. "I have her in rehab at the moment. I'm not paying for it, her father is. I have enough shit on that family that I can do whatever the fuck I want, and they'll play ball." This is the Jagger that I know, the man that I made my right-hand man, not the sap that was pussy whipped because that bitch was leading him by his dick. Carina is fucked. "I'
m lucky that Sarah understands that Carina is a psycho."
"Psycho? Jag, she's fucking worse than that. I'm warning you, brother. When she finds out that you're moving Sarah here with the baby, she's going to lose her shit."
He shakes his head, "I know, but Hudson, you don't know Sarah, she'll tear her head off."
I narrow my eyes, "Just how well do you know Sarah?"
He shrugs, "Her brother Frankie and I were at high school together. She was always hot, but strictly off-limits."
It's in this moment that I know why Mia never told me who let her into the club. It was Jagger. Fuck. "Jag... " My voice hard. "You willingly let two underage girls into my club?"
"Fuck you, man." He fires back, "No, I didn't. I didn't know how old she was. It had been years since I saw Frankie, since I had seen Sarah. They had IDs, fucking good ones. I'm not stupid."
"So you knew who she was, why didn't you find her?" I have been searching for Mia since that day. I had Martin look for her, and he came up short. If I had known that Jag knew her friend, I would have had her in my bed a hell of a lot sooner.
He rolls his eyes at me, "Look, Boss, do you think I've been sitting on my ass? I knew that you slept with Mia, although I didn't know her name either. I knew that you wanted her just as I wanted Sarah. I went to Sarah's place every month, and each time I did her mom told me she'd not seen her since Sarah left. I don't think her and her mom get along."
"What about her brother?"
He shakes his head, "He's in the military Boss. He's a SEAL. He's deployed, the last time Sarah saw him, she was eight months pregnant and hid it from him. She didn't want him to worry while he was deployed."
"You need to get her home soon, by the sounds of things she's alone in New York, it's got to be hard for her Jag, not to mention lonely."
He smiles widely, "I'm working on it. Don't you worry."
I nod, that's good, if he can get Sarah home, it may help me persuade Mia to stay here in Cali too. Fucking Arizona is like a ten-hour drive, and I'm not moving there. "Have you told your mom about Allie?"
"Yep, she's dying to meet her, and I'm trying my hardest to get her to calm the fuck down and wait until Sarah's ready. But you know my ma, Hudson, she doesn't exactly know how to be patient."
"How much have you told her?"
He glances out the window before turning back to face me. "Enough, I've told her not to tell anyone else as of yet. Just wait until Ma finds out what Carina did, she'll want to be the one to kill her."
I smirk, "The fact that Mary hates Carina should have rang alarm bells for you. Mary thinks everyone is a sweetheart, she never has a bad word to say about anyone, except Carina."
He sighs, "I know, it's a clusterfuck."
"Say the word, and I'll sort it out. It'll give you more time to focus on Sarah and Allie."
"I'll think about it. Right now, she's doing a twenty-one-day stint in rehab, that gives me plenty of time to get Sarah and Allie settled at home with me and then get rid of her." He sounds like a man with a plan, and I hope it works out for him, even the best-laid plans have a way of going awry.
"Boss we're here," Martin tells me, and I immediately get out of the car. "Want us to wait?"
Just as I go to answer, Lacey and Barney walk over to us, "You two going?" I ask frowning at the black tear stains on Lacey’s face.
"Yeah." He whispers, his arm around Lacey's shoulders.