Hey guys! Since my other interracial story Something new wrapped up, I really wanted to keep writing others, especially ones that Involve the gorgeous Jax Teller :). If this one gets positive feedback, and I can stay inspired I plan to keep writing for this story. Please enjoy, and let me know what you think!
Jax's eyes slowly opened, and looked down at the beautiful woman sleeping next to him. He smiled and gave her a light kiss on her forehead.
He unraveled his arms from being wrapped around her bare body. He looked at the clock on his wooden nightstand, and took it in his hands. He switched off the alarm and fell back to sleep next to Camille.
Camille's pov
I opened my eyes and saw Jax's face. He was still asleep. When he was asleep, he looked so at peace. You would never know that this man goes through so much shit om a daily basis.
My eyes fell from him, and looked at the clock.
Fuck Fuck Fuck!
8:30.
I told my fiancé I would be home from work at six.
I quickly kicked the sheets off me and started scavenging for my clothes around Jax's bedroom.
Jax began to stir awake as he heard Cam talking to herself.
"Morning."
"Jax, why didn't you set the alarm clock! I told him that I would be home by six...You know where my bra is?"
Jax shifted his body in the bed and pulled my bra out from under the sheets and tossed it to me.
"I did. Must be broken."
Jax bit his lip as she ran her hand through her short Halle Berry inspired hair.
" I can't keep doing this. It's not fair to Wendy or my fiancé."
"You always say that. Then, we just end up back in bed."
"I'm serious this time. You're married to Wendy. I'm engaged to married. I can't keep up this "friends with benefits" charade anymore."
"Well, you already know my marriage is a fucking joke. Why not sleep with one of the hottest woman I know?," he got out of bed and began to walk closer to me.
I stepped back and moved my black dress over my head, letting it fall straight down my body. I gave him a quick kiss.
"Take care, Jax."
I picked up my heels off of the floor and started walking to the front door.
Jax just stood there, not believing a word that just came from that perfect mouth of hers.
She will be back. She always comes back.
Jax met Camille at a party the club threw a couple of months back. He thanks god every day for sending Emily Duncan, one of Samcro's most popular croweaters to that fucking party. Because she brought Cam into his life. It started off as just sex for a while. But, he started to get to know her. Started to care for her. Something he shouldn't be doing with a woman he only sees when his day has gone to shit and he needs a release. He shouldn't be trying to keep someone who isn't his in the first place.
I drove to Charming's firehouse and ran to the locker room. I did the combination on the metal lock and it popped open. I started changing out of the clothes I wore to Jax's and put on my dark blue emt uniform.
Stacey, my partner, leaned against the locker next to mine.
"Hey sexy."
"Hey, Stac."
"Where were you last night?"
"Oh.. out with family."
"In that dress?", she asked with an arch of her eyebrow.
"Yeah. I went clubbing with my cousin. We do it every year for her birthday. "
"Sounds like fun. Just so you know, when you're ready to tell me the truth about where you really been, give me a call. I'm your partner, you can tell me anything."
Stacey walked away and pushed open the door.
I know exactly what she would say if I decided to open up about my affair.
Why don't you put an end to it? How could you do this to him? You know what kind of person you are for cheating on the man you are going to marry next weekend?
I opened the door to my home, stepping through the household as silently as possible.
"Hey beautiful."
I'm caught. I knew this wouldn't stay buried for long, Way to go, Cam! Way to fucking go!
I went into the kitchen and hugged and kissed the handsome man that was now in front of me.
"I thought you were supposed to be home at six."
"I was, but Stacey was out with the flu. I needed to pick up an extra shift."
"You look amazing for someone who worked all night."
"Awww, you're so sweet."
I turned away from him and walked over to the coffee pot on the counter. I took a mug off the hook by the cabinet and poured myself some coffee.
He grabbed his Grim Bastards cut and slid it on. He came up behind me and wrapped his strong arms around my waist. He kissed the back of my head, making me giggle.
"You ready to be my old lady, Camille Watson?"
I turned around and faced him, holding his face in my hands.
"Oh, I'm ready to become Mrs. Teddarius Orwell Cross."
"Baby, I hate it when you use my full name. It's T.O."
"Not to your fiancé, it's not. Will I see you later?"
"Yeah, I should be home by ten, no later. I love you."
"I love you."
He kissed me and grabbed his keys off the hook.
I'm the worst person in the world.
As soon as he left, I got in the shower. I had to wash the thick layer of betrayal and deceit off my body for the last time.