Chapter 4

Tara was soaking it all in, the looks she received from everything female as she walked through the door with Prince. She was loving the rush, and the environment she was in. She didn't skip a beat, headed straight for the keg and got herself a large cup of beer. She didn't want Jax to think she was interested so she mingled and she loved it. As the night progressed, so did Tara's drunken haze.

"Wow Tara, I have never seen you like this before" A tall slender school mate noted.

"James, what are you talking about?" Tara slurred back at him.

"Ya know, drunk, dancing, dressed like that" he responded while moving a little closer to her on the sofa.

She was just about to slid further away from when she felt the heated stare. She peered up through her long brown looks and saw him watching her. It made her instantly hot, but she would never allow him to know that. She grabbed the young boy beside her, knowing he was nothing more than a pawn in her game.

"Come on James, dance with me." Tara demanded

He was a little confused; this girl had never paid attention to him before. But he didn't care, he was gonna have her. Tonight.

They make it to were all of the young drunks were suggestively grinding all over one another. She instantl y turns with her back to him so that she could find Jackson watching her, because she knew he was. She let her body move to the music, her hips swaying in circles constantly in the crotch of the boy. His hands all over her body, nothing seemed to be off limits right now, and she loved the attention. She had never been this noticed before, and she loved the way it felt. She could feel his eyes watching her the whole time, they were burning right through her, she could feel his rage. And it didn't stop her.

"Wanna go somewhere Tara? Somewhere quiet?" James seductively suggested in Tara's ear.

She obliged and followed his lead knowing Jackson eyes had never lost contact with her.

"FUCK! Why do I care, why do I feel like this. She isn't that fucking great" Jackson pondered to himself while he watched as she walked away with the captain of the high school football team. Jackson knew his reputation was no better than his own. It bothered him. "She won't do anything, I know she won't" he tried to convince himself, but he was unsure.

"Jackson, what the hell brother. You gonna spend your whole night sitting in a corner alone? Look at all this untainted pussy!" Opie stated very openly in front of Donna whose hand he was holding, but you could barely see her. Even at 16 Opie was a giant. Mostly friendly, but everyone knew not mess with him. "No pussy is worth being that twisted up over" Opie says suddenly catching up with what Jackson was doing. He knew this wasn't like his friend. It did not bother Opie though, it made him feel easier about pursuing Donna, he wouldn't be bugged about being a one gal kinda guy.

"It's not like that Op. I just don't want anything to happen to the ladies we came with" he nodded at Donna trying to play it off like he was just a concerned citizen.

"Ya fucking right" came booming out of Donna's mouth "You guys are in like, and both to fucking stubborn to do anything about it."

"I don't like her Donna"

"Okay" Donna and Opie say in unison.

"She's not easy Jackson, but she's worth it, oddly I speak from experience with her. She's a good girl, one of a kind and loyal as hell" Donna defended her friend. Knowing that Tara had walls that were hard to break down because she herself had to force her friendship on Tara, and it had been worth it.

"Mmmm" she purred as James nibbled on her neck. It came to a halt and James was being tossed through the air. "What the hell" Tara says confused.

"Get up" The voice demanded.

"Fuck off Jackson, I can do whatever the hell I want" she replied while standing to her feet and heading towards the boy that had just been ripped from her grip.

"Tara your hammered. You really want to do this while you're drunk like this. "Jackson was pleading with her.

"What do you care? And besides, I thought that is what you like in a girl, ya know… "she trailed off
"slutty" in barely a whisper.

"Fuck is that what you think" his voice was angry.

James was now on his feet and felt awkward standing there waiting for Tara "Tar, ya wanna go, I'll give ya a lift"

"She's not going anywhere with you" Jackson said so possessively even he heard it in his tone.

"James, it's okay. I am just gonna grab Donna and be on our way. Call me okay." She winked at him.

"Fuck it, aint not pussy worth the fight" James muttered under his breath

SLAM! Jackson swung and it connected perfectly with James' jaw "She's not pussy" a statement Jackson said with conviction and truth. He knew at that moment that he didn't just like her, he loved her. Something he had never known outside of his brothers and family, and it was amazing.