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"Wow." Jax murmured drawing slightly away. "Can't say I was expecting that."

"Sorry. I thought you should know." She said quietly biting her lip in nervousness.

"It's okay. I just wasn't expecting that. I mean … well how?"

"It's kinda why I came here. My ex wanted me back and when I said no he forced himself on me and well I got pregnant."

Jax ran his hand down the side of her cheek. "So does he know?" He asked.

She nodded, still clearly nervous at how he was going to react. "Yeah, he wanted me to get rid of it but I couldn't I mean the thought never crossed my mind to so when he suggested it and my mom supported it, I ran here."

"Wow." Was all he said.

"I'm sorry Jax. I mean considering all you just told me about what your ex did I …"

"Abby stop. It's okay. I'm not angry."

"You're not?"

"Why would I be? I admire you for doing what she couldn't and on your own." He said still lying over her.

"I intend on keeping it and well I kind of wasn't anticipating ending up in someone's bed my first night here." She said

He grinned. "I kinda get that. But listen is there anything I should know about? Like your ex showing up looking for you?"

She shook her head. "I doubt it. He didn't want the baby so he's not likely to come find me."

He nodded slowly before beginning to kiss a trail down her neck.

"Wait." She said.

He looked up meeting her gaze a questioning look in his.

"You still want to do this? I mean when I'm pregnant with someone else's kid?" She asked quietly.

"I told ya, I admire you for it. If anything it makes me like you more." He said gazing straight into her eyes, that could only be described as turquoise, a soft green color in the middle softening to blue on the outer edges. "Do you still wanna do this?" he asked.

He watched as her eyes changed, the green in the middle deepening as she nodded.

He smiled and traced his fingers down the side of her neck before bringing her lips back to his own. She pressed her tongue against his lips wanting to feel his against it. He parted his lips and allowed her tongue in against his and ran his fingers gently along the delicate lace at the band of her panties. He felt her quiver beneath him as he began to lower them down her hips.

"Oh god Jax." She gasped biting her lip as she felt his fingers brush across her clit. He grinned up at her as he dipped one finger in between her folds teasingly. She pressed her pelvis up toward him involuntarily and moaned as he slid two fingers into her. "Oh god." She moaned as he pumped them in and out of her. She traced her hands down across the front of his boxers, feeling that his cock was rock hard beneath them. She tugged them down his hips and pulled his fingers from her, biting her lip devilishly as she did so.

"You sure you're ready for me?" He growled.

"Yeah." She gasped.

"Since I can't get you pregnant are you okay if I don't use anything?" he asked.

She nodded as her breath caught in her throat feeling him press gently against her opening.

She moaned as she felt him slide effortlessly into her, filling her like she'd never felt before. He watched as her eyes rolled back in her head. "Fuck Jackson." She moaned. "You feel so god damn good."

She opened her eyes and watched the muscles of his shoulders and pecks flex as he rolled his hips over her, drawing in and out of her as deep as he could go. His fingers fisted through her hair, it's honey blonde strands wrapped around them. She scratched her nails across his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist drawing him deeper into her. She gasped as her walls began to tighten around him. He slowed his pace as he found her eyes with his own, their color now a soft blue.

"Oh Jackson," She moaned as she felt her climax rising faster, the slower he went. "Oh god. Oh god. I'm coming Jax." She moaned as her insides exploded. She bit her lip as he quickened his pace slightly to follow closely behind, grunting with his own release as hers simmered blissfully away.

He brought her lips to his and kissed them softly as he slid from her, his fingers still entwined through her hair. She ran her hand across his muscled chest as his lips molded to hers. He drew away and her gaze met those dazzling blue eyes.

"Wow." She murmured.

He flashed her a smile before getting up from the bed and pulling her up with him, heading toward the bathroom to clean up.

She bit her lip lustfully when she saw his reaper tattoo as he turned away from her. She really did have a weak spot for bad boys.

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"So how far along are you?" He asked as they lay together, her head resting against the muscles of his upper arm.

"I think about eight weeks." She said running her finger across the tattoo on his chest.

"You think?" He asked.

She nodded. "Since I had no support back home I haven't had any tests or anything done. I figured Lyla would know everything I had to do."

"I'll take ya tomorrow to get everything checked out."

"You don't have to. I mean we just met and …"

"I want to Abby."

"Why are you so okay with this? I'm pregnant with someone else's kid Jax and we just had the most amazing sex ever even after you knew and now you wanna take me to get it checked out …."

He placed his finger against her lips to silence her. "You ramble when your nervous don't ya?"

She nodded, a slight smile creeping across her face.

"You got no reason to ever be nervous around me Abby. I like you and I want to help you make sure everything about your pregnancy is okay because I don't want anything happening to you. I want to support you through it. Can you let me do that?"

"Yeah. I guess I can." She answered quietly, a soft smile coming to her lips.

"Good girl." He said pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

"So who's Abel?" She asked as her finger continued to trace across his tattoo.

"My son. He just turned two."

"Oh wow, I didn't know you had a son. So Tara took him with her?" She asked.

"Nah. He's not hers to take. His mom is another ex of mine, Wendy."

"Wow. How many ex's you got Jax?" She asked teasingly.

"Only two that are worth mentioning. But Wendy has nothing to do with him. She signed away any rights to him when she delivered him two months early, after shooting up and OD'ing. She nearly killed him."

"She was shooting up while she was pregnant?"

"Yeah. the little fella is real lucky to be here."

"Wow. And he's okay now? I mean being born so early and all?"

"Yeah. Just like any two-year-old. He took Tara leaving pretty hard though."

"So she was like a mother to him?"

"Only one he'd ever known. My mom's been great with him though."

Abigail smiled. "I'm guessing that's where he is now?"

"Yeah. I can take you to meet him sometime if you like." He said.

"Yeah. I'd like that." She smiled, hardly believing that he was already looking to the future after only one night.

"So are we just about done talking?" He asked brushing his lips against hers.

"Yeah. We're done talking." She said pressing her lips against his.

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She woke with his arm slung across her, curled protectively at her hip, as he lay still sleeping beside her. She rolled to face him, watching the way his eyelids twitched, the way a strand of hair across his nose rose and fell with each breath he took.

She thought back on their night together, and despite knowing she was probably going to get killed by Lyla, she couldn't say she regretted it at all. She still couldn't believe how accepting he'd been of her situation or the sex. Especially the sex. Mind blowing was the only thing that came to mind.

"Morning." She murmured as his eyes fluttered open.

"Good morning, Darlin'" He murmured, that amazing smile lighting up his eyes. "I could get used to waking up next to you."

She smiled. "I reckon I could get used to that too." She said as he swiped the stray piece of hair from his face. He kissed her forehead before rolling over her to kiss her lips. She looped her arms around his neck and returned his kisses until he reluctantly rolled off her to reach for his clothes where they lay discarded from the night before. She sat on the bed behind him and ran her hands down the back of his shoulders and over his reaper tattoo, marveling at the way his muscles rippled beneath it. She ran her hands back up to his shoulders and leant in to kiss his neck. He turned to meet her lips with his own.

"You know we gotta get dressed right?" He murmured.

"Aha." She said returning her lips to his neck.

"Listen here, Abigail." He said as he turned and flipped her to lie on her back while hovering over her, "I'd love to waste my day in bed with you but we got things to do that require getting dressed and leaving this room." She bit her lip as he lowered his to them and placed a deep, almost possessive kiss against them. "But I plan on repeating what happened last night again and again. You got that?" He asked drawing away from her.

She nodded, biting her lip. "I think so Jackson." She murmured breathily.

"So come on then." He said getting up and pulling her up with him, kissing her once more before leaning down to pick up his jeans from the floor.

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She wasn't really sure what to expect as she followed him down the hallway to the clubroom but was surprised to find it relatively empty.

"Where is everyone?" She asked as he moved behind the bar to the coffee pot that was still warm.

"Saturday mornings are pretty quiet around here. Most of the guys will be at home or not up yet. Anyone that is will probably be outside." He answered her as he poured them both a cup of coffee. "Sugar?" He asked as he put three spoonfuls of it into his own.

"No thanks. Apparently you need a lot of sweetening in the morning." She said raising her eyebrows at the amount she'd just watched him put into his cup.

He smiled pushing the other cup across the bar toward her. "And you require none. C'mon let's head outside, see who's about." He said leading the way to the door.

She followed him out, seeing Tig and one of the others that had caught her eye the previous night sitting on one of the tables coffee cups in hand.

"Well good morning Doll. I wondered where you got to last night." Tig greeted her.

"Seems she got a better offer Bro." Said the bald headed man beside him. He'd certainly caught her eye last night, but he hadn't been very talkative so she hadn't learnt his name. She blushed at his words.

"You better believe it." Jax said sitting on the table opposite them and pulling Abby to him.

They all looked around at the sound of a Harley pulling into the lot. Opie parked his bike and got off taking long strides toward them. He raised his eyebrows at seeing Abby in Jax's embrace.

"Jax, you got about thirty seconds to split if you wanna escape my wife's wrath." He said as he approached.

"What's she pissed at me for?" Jax asked.

"She's assuming you banged her sister, which pretty safe to say she's about to get confirmation of."

"Oh crap." Abigail said as she saw Lyla's car pulling into the lot. "Is she super pissed?" She asked Opie.

"Totally." He answered as they all watched the door of Lyla's car get pushed abruptly open and Lyla slide from it glaring across the lot. She stalked across the lot toward them leaving the kids to get out themselves and the baby out. Jax still hadn't dropped his arms from around Abby which proved to make Lyla fume more.

"Abigail Dvorak get your pretty little ass up and out of Teller's arms and get inside, NOW!" She barked.

"Lyla," Jax began only to be interrupted.

"I wasn't talking to you yet Jax!" Lyla fumed as she stalked toward the clubhouse door and held it open waiting for Abby to follow her orders. "Abigail?" She said.

"Thought you said only your mom calls you that?" Jax smirked against her ear.

"And apparently my sister when she's super pissed." Abby answered as she slid from his arms and walked toward the clubhouse where Lyla waiting tapping her foot impatiently.

"I told you to stay away from him Abigail!" Lyla said wasting no time starting in on her as soon as the door had swung shut behind her.

"Ly, please. I didn't do it to go against what you said. It just kinda happened."

"You just kind of happened to end up in Jax Teller's bed on your first night here?" Lyla questioned.

"Yes Ly. I mean he was really sweet and I mean seriously Ly he's so amazingly good looking and…"

"Abigail have you forgotten why you came here?"

"No Lyla."

"And what is amazingly good looking Jax Teller going to say when he finds out?"

"He already knows."

"You told him?" Lyla asked incredulous.

"Yes."

"Before or after the sex, because I'm assuming there was sex."

"Before."

"Jesus Abby. And he still had sex with you after you told him you were pregnant?"

"Yes. We talked quite a lot last night before we even came close to doing anything."

"And where do you think you're going to end up when he's done with you?" Lyla continued berating her sister.

"I don't know. But I get the impression he doesn't plan on being done with me." Abby answered.

"Seriously Abby, I have the upmost respect for Jax Teller and how he runs this club but his track record with women is not great. I don't want to see you get burnt like the rest of them."

"From what he told me Lyla, he's the one who's been burnt. His first wife was a junkie who nearly killed his unborn son when she overdosed. And his girlfriend that you mentioned left him while he was in jail having just aborted what would have been his second child."

"Wow. You guys really did talk a lot." Lyla answered surprised at what her sister had just told her. She hadn't known that Tara had been pregnant especially considering it must have been around the same time as her own pregnancy.

"Yes we did, Ly. Look I know I didn't heed your warning and stay away from him but I really like him and I'm pretty sure he feels the same way."

"I hope for your sake that your right Abby. By coming here and asking for my help, I can't help but feel responsible for your wellbeing and I don't want to see you get hurt if he does want to end things."

"Look at it this way Ly, if he does end things last night was still the greatest sex I've ever had."

Lyla shook her head in disbelief. "Seriously Abby?"

"What?"

"Nothing I guess." She said with a sigh. "I'm here if he hurts you okay?"

"Thanks Lyla." She said with a smile. "Can I go back outside?"

"Yes Abby." Lyla said sounding defeated as she watched her sister leave the room.

Abigail went back outside to find Jax playing peek a boo with the baby girl that was in Opie's arms. She was cute as a button, a flowery pink headband holding back a mop of honey blonde curls.

"I'm guessing this is my niece?" She asked.

"Sure is." Opie answered.

"What's her name?"

"Paige."

"Well hello Paige aren't you the cutest?" She crooned.

Jax couldn't help but grin as he looked on and didn't notice Lyla coming back out.

"Jackson Teller, you hurt my sister and I will cut your dick and balls off. You got it?" She said coming up beside him.

Jax looked a little taken aback before he nodded.

"Think you should be glad she chose Jax over you Tig." The bald headed one quipped.

"I reckon you're right about that Hap." Tig answered.

Lyla glared at the two of them and their exchange before taking Paige from Opie's arms and stalking across the lot back toward her car. "C'mon," She called back a little grumpily to the rest of her family.

"You got anything that needs doing around here today Jax?" Opie asked.

"No matter what needs doing around here, you're coming with us Opie." Lyla called over her shoulder as the kids ran past her toward the car.

Opie groaned.

"What ya tryin' to avoid bro?" Jax asked.

"Family trip to my mom's." He groaned.

Tig chuckled. "Good luck with that."

"Yeah thanks." Opie said drily as he turned and headed toward his waiting family.

"Say hi to Mary for me." Jax called.

Opie turned his head back a less than amused expression on his face. "I'll be sure to Jax." He almost growled.

"What was that all about?" Abigail asked as their car drove out of the lot.

"He doesn't exactly get along with his mother." Jax answered.

"That's putting it mildly." Tig added.

"Lyla insists on visiting her for the sake of the kids." Jax continued.

Abigail smiled. "When Lyla insists on something it's usually best to do it."

"Seems like you don't listen to your own advice." Happy said.

"I just have a hard time staying away bad boys." She answered him with a smirk as she lent her head back against Jax's chest.

He raised his eyebrows at her, betting that as smitten as Jax seemed with this new girl, she was going to cause trouble. Jax's women always did.