From now on I'm going to try to write Chibs's words the way they'd sound. So the spelling mistakes are on purpose, okay?

After a few weeks of Giselle being in Charming, Jax was still interested in her. But he wondered if it was because she refused to have sex with him, she refused to even try romance with him, or because he knew virtually nothing about her. She was a mystery Jax wanted to solve. But Jax had never been one for mysteries. He hated them. But the thrill of chasing her was what kept him in persuit. Tonight they were having a party for Tig. It was his birthday and they were celebrating in true SAMCRO fashion. Booze, babes, and bikes. There was tons of food, courtesy of Gemma and the other SAMCRO women. There were fights. Tig was whooping some serious ass. But Jax was sitting back and drinking a beer, Opie at his side. "So, Jax, how come you're all over Chibs's daughter, Jax? You got a thing for redheads now?" Opie asked.

"Why do you ask that?" Jax grinned.

"First Trinity. Now Gigi," Opie let his eyes scan over Giselle's body as she talked to Juice and a couple Prospects. "But I can't blame you. She is pretty fine."

"Don't you have a porn star girlfriend to drool over?" Jax chuckled. "Lyla not enough for you, Ope?"

"Oh, no. Lyla is. ." Opie's eyes got dreamy. He really loved Lyla. And he couldn't wait to marry her in a few months. It was obvious by the way he looked at her. "I love Lyla, Jax. But Gigi's pretty sexy. Think we could get her on the pole?"

"Not a chance," Chibs said from behind the two. They both jumped and turned to him. "Watch it, boys. That's my daugh'er yer fantasizin' 'bout. Besides, Gi's more a singer than a dancer," Chibs sat down with them.

Jax watched Giselle then looked at Chibs,"So. . If I asked her out. . You'd kill me?"

"Nah, Jackie boy." Chibs looked at him,"I love ya, brother. But I'll tell yew righ' now, break me daugh'er's heart? I'll break yer neck," Chibs said.

Jax laughed a bit. He'd been threatened tons of times. But something about Chibs's made him think that Chibs would break every law and club rule he had to in order to kill Jax if Jax EVER hurt Giselle. Jax stood up and walked over to Giselle,"Hey, Prospects. Beat it." They left. Obeying Jax like good boys. "So, Ireland, enjoying your time here?"

"Yes. I am," She walked away from him. Jax saw Opie and Chibs howling in laughter at him. Jax followed Giselle.

"How come you don't like me, Ireland? What'd I ever do to you?" Jax asked. Giselle ignored him and went to get a drink. "You're not going to talk to me?" Giselle bent over to get a soda out of a cooler. Jax grabbed her perfect ass which was covered by tight, dark blue shorts. "Look at that fine ass."

Giselle spun around quickly and hit Jax across the face. "You son of a bitch!" She shouted at him.

"The biggest bitch of all, to be exact," Tig mumured to Juice, not far away from what was happening.

Giselle went to hit Jax again but he grabbed her wrist. "Hit me once shame on me, hit me twice and I'll hit back," Jax said. "And I don't want to hit you. You're too pretty. And I think hitting women is disgusting."

"Fucking bastard," She growled,"Get your filthy American hands off me!"

"Filthy American, hunh? You've got quite a mouth on you, darlin'. I was just trying to get your attention," Jax smiled charmingly at her.

Giselle kneed him in the stomach and pushed him away,"Well, you've got it."

Jax gasped for breath. Damn. This bitch was bad. Not many women would even think of hitting a SAMCRO member. And especially not the V.P. They'd be too afraid. He grinned up at her,"Hey, I got you to talk to me, didn't I?"

"Prick." Was all she said and walked toward her bike. Just before she got on Jax grabbed her off it and pinned her to it. "You mother f-"

"Hey, hey, hey!" Jax smiled,"I'm okay if you talk shit about me but don't bring mothers into this. Will you listen to me?"

"No."

"Aw, c'mon, darlin'. I just wanna ask you a question," Jax pleaded flirtatiously.

Giselle glared at him,". . . Fine. Ask."

"Let me take you on a date."

"That wasn't a question."

"Will you go on a date with me?"

"Not even if you pay me, Teller."

"Why not? I'm not THAT bad." Jax argued. Actually, yeah. He was. But she didn't need to know that.

Giselle looked away,"I don't date bikers."

"Why not?"

"Because in my experience, it's a very bad idea," Giselle crossed her arms.

Jax made her look at him,"From the second you saw me, you've been hiding something from me. You've been rude, evasive, bitchy, and even violent. You owe me one date for putting up with that shit." Giselle glared at him. "One date. I just want to get to know you. Is that SO wrong?"

"You assaulted my ass," Giselle huffed.

"It's a nice ass. And it was all in my face," Jax joked,"It had me hypnotized." Giselle had to chuckle. Her anger fading. "C'mon. One date. Just come by my place tomorrow around five. Okay?"

Giselle watched him for a long moment then sighed and nodded,"Fine. But if I decide you're still a prick after this 'date', you have to leave me alone, okay?"

"You got it. Now, you should stay and enjoy the party. I promise not to assault your ass anymore." Jax held up three fingers, doing the Scout's Honor motion.

"Or any other part of my body," Giselle corrected.

". . . Damn it. I was hoping to catch you on that loop hole," Jax chuckled,"Promise, darlin'. Now come watch me beat Tig's ass." He led Giselle back to the party. Giselle watched Jax shed his shirt and cut. Wow. His chest was beautiful. Muscled, thin. . Jax pulled his blond locks back into a ponytail. "Tig! Let's go!" Jax walked up.

The fight started and Giselle watched Jax move. Oh wow. The way his body flexed and moved. His muscles moved beneath his skin as he punched. His body was covered in sweat in no time. Giselle bit her lip, watching him. Jax was a prick. But he was sexy as hell. And before Giselle knew it, Jax had one and all she wanted to do was pull him into a dark corner and ravage his glistening body. She swallowed those thoughts and walked up to him with a towel,"Here. Nice fight."

"Glad you liked it," Jax smiled at her. "Thanks," He took the towel and dried off with it.

"Jax you were fantastic!" Ima ran up and kissed him. Jax and Ima had been sleeping together since Tara left. Hey, Jax was hurt but the guy still needed release.

Jax pulled away,"Thanks, Ima." He looked at Gigi. "So. . . Wanna get a drink?"

Giselle looked at Ima then back to Jax,"No. I was just going to leave. I'm got some shit to do early. See ya, Jax."

"Tomorrow. Five o' clock, okay?" Jax smiled. Gigi nodded and left. Jax had a girlfriend. . . Figured.