Showered, head shaved and cut on Juice headed into the lounge where she was sat on the sofa channel hopping. He rubbed his hand the length of his freshly trimmed mohawk nervously. "I'm headed up to TM, you want to come or stay here?" She instantly flicked off the TV, jumped up and grabbed her helmet, "Coming!" she beamed.

As he rode through the streets of Charming with Jane behind him Juice couldn't help but feel comforted with her arms wrapped around his waist. An experienced biker herself he did wonder why she clung to him quite as tightly as she did, normally a girl like her who was used to being on 2 wheels wouldn't hold on like that but Juice wasn't going to complain. Even when he stopped for a red she never let go

Jane's mind was racing as Juice rode, snuggled into his back, her arms wrapped tightly around his taut, muscled torso she was in heaven. As much as she loved riding her bike she found that being on the back of Juice was probably one of the best feelings in the world. She felt safe, which was kind of ironic considering the reputation SAMCRO had in Charming.

Juice pulled in to the TM lot and Jane hopped off, she hung her helmet from the handlebars and ran her hands through her extremely long hair. Juice was watching her, smiling. "thats a lot of hair" he joked "want me to donate some?" she shot back. He laughed loudly at that, rubbing his mohawk to emphasize her point. "I think I'm good there, thanks. Come on, lets grab a drink". Juice held out his hand to her and Jane immediately took it. That familiar zing of electricity shot through her body and her legs felt like jelly as she walked slowly towards the clubhouse, hand in hand with him. As they walked through into the club Juice was pointing out the various sights in there and finally he pointed to the double doors at the back. Juice explained about 'church' and the club and that in there was where they met. He never took his eyes off her and was still holding her hand, even when Jax appeared and called everyone into church. Gemma appeared in the clubhouse at that point and grudgingly Juice left Jane sat on a barstool while Gemma poured them both a drink.

Gemma handed Jane a whiskey which she cradled in her hand, rolling the ice around the glass nervously. She'd heard about the club matriarch and wasn't sure which side of her she was about to see. To her surprise the first words to come from her were "He likes you, you know". Taken aback somewhat Jane took a sip of her drink "you think?" "Yes" Gemma replied "in fact I don't think I've ever seen him quite so distracted by a woman, a distracted man isn't good for the club, you need to sort this". Jane's heart sank, "my bike will be fixed in a few days, then I'll be gone" she said. "Thats just going to make things worse, you go and he'll be no use to anyone. Look, it's really obvious, he likes you, you obviously like him, he's ridiculously shy around women and he's finding this really hard to deal with. He's a good guy, just don't hurt him, ok?" Jane nodded. "good" said Gemma, raising her glass, "To Juice and taking control" she laughed. As their glasses clinked the doors opened and the boys slowly filed their way out of the room, Juice was at the back. Jane looked over to Gemma who nodded knowingly towards the room, she then called Jax over. Jane went over to the doors, blocking Juice's exit, he stepped back into the church and she followed him in, closing the doors behind her.

As Juice stepped back he leaned against the huge Redwood carved table which dominated the room. She came towards him, managing to nestle between his splayed legs. "Juice" she whispered, " I need to show you something". He looked into her eyes trying to read what was going on in her head. Closer. Her face moved towards his. Was she really going to kiss him. Closer still, he could feel her breath now warm on his face, instinctively he closed his eyes. Time stopped. Between the warmth of her breath and her soft lips touching his seemed an eternity but the explosion that shot through his body as they connected restarted it with a jolt. He was kissing her like he's never kissed a woman before, with a sense of urgency that saw him plunder her mouth to taste her sweetness. His teeth grazed her lip eliciting a sigh from her that made his heart skip out of his chest. She tasted of whiskey, her tongue still chilled from the ice.

She couldn't believe she had done it. There she was, juice pinned back against the table kissing her with such passion it was all she could do not to start pulling off his clothes there and then. His lips soft and warm, the stubble on his chin which grazed her face as his tongue teased hers. His hands were threaded in her hair, gently tugging as his teeth nipped at her bottom lip. His mouth left hers, a trail of kisses planted with some urgency along her jawline and onto her neck where Juice sank his teeth hard into the delicate skin causing every nerve ending in her body to come on fire. He bit his way along her collarbone and Jane found herself moaning loudly with pleasure. Her jacket hit the floor as Juice eased it off her shoulders.

A loud whooping noise broke the spell, so engrossed in each other they had failed to notice the double doors being opened. Juice looked up to see his brothers standing in the doorway applauding the spectacle. "I think you'd best take this Brother" said Jax, throwing something over to Juice which he caught with one hand.

Jane looked down to what it was that Jax had thrown, a silver key with a reaper keyring. Juice stood up, picked up her discarded jacket from the floor and held out his hand.

"I think you'd better come with me"