You guys are incredible! The response to this story has been insane and all the reviews just make me wanna get to work that much faster, so here I am, writing the next chapter because I love how much you guys are loving this story. I'm gonna do a bit of a time jump here so we can get to lovey, dovey goodness. For those of you saying, "no angst and they're so happy", just wait for it. This is based on Sons of Anarchy after all. ENJOY!

DISCLAIMER:
Nothing is my own, all names belong to Kurt Sutter and FX Network.

It had been three months since Jax Teller had officially asked Tara Knowles to be his girlfriend and, in his opinion, things couldn't have been going better. He spent almost all of his free time with Tara. When he wasn't at school with her, he was with her at the park or sneaking into her bedroom window to sleep over, only to sneak back out before dawn so Gemma wouldn't kill him. He wasn't sure if what he was feeling was love but it sure felt like it. He needed to be with her all the time and she was constantly on his mind. It was Saturday night and Jax was dialing his best friend from the home phone.

"Hey, Ope." Jax greeted.

"What's up, man?"

"I need you to do something for me."

"Uh oh." Opie replied. "Does this involve a certain brunette that you've become obsessed with?"

"Don't talk about my girl like that." Jax said.

"You just love calling her that." He chuckled. "What do you need?"

"If Gemma calls, tell her I'm spending the night at Piney's cabin with you."

"Going to spend some quality time with Tara?" He asked.

"I just want to be able to spend the whole night with her, not having to get up at 4:00am." Jax explained.

"Okay." Opie agreed. "I got you brother."

"Thanks, man."

With that, Jax grabbed the bag he had already packed, already counting on Opie's cooperation and headed to the door.

"And just where exactly do you think it is you're going?" Gemma stopped him at the door.

"Going up to the cabin with Ope for the weekend. I'll be back Sunday night." He turned his back.

"Jackson!" She called. "Clay planned this dinner for us and he wants you here."

"Haven't you heard what they say, Ma?" Gemma looked at him confused. "You can't always get what you want."

"Damn it, Jackson." Gemma muttered, more to herself as Jax slammed the door behind him.

Things had been rough at the Teller home or the Teller-Morrow home now. Gemma had quickly become engaged to Clay Morrow and tied the knot before the engagement had time to really sink in. Jax, of course, looked at it as some form of disrespect; snubbing and spitting on the name and memory of John Teller. Tara had been his rock though. She sat through the ceremony with him, ditched the reception with him when he just couldn't take it anymore and did an amazing job of just listening as he ranted and vented about how unfair the world was and how none of this was right or made any sense. He continued spending time with her to the point where being away from her for any length of time made him feel like he was dying inside.

He made his way around the side of the Knowles' home and to Tara's bedroom window, which happened to be already be open. He tossed his bag inside and then lifted himself through the window, closing and locking it behind him. As he did so, Tara walked in wearing a bathrobe, brushing out her wet hair and singing a song.

"Cause I'm walking on sunshine, whoa-what are you doing here?" She panicked, practically slamming her door closed.

Jax chuckled as he plopped on her bed, laying back with his arms behind his head. "Oh, don't stop the show on my account, babe."

"Shut up. You usually don't get here until after 10:00. It's only 7:30." She pointed out.

"Thought I'd drop by early. Hey, why was your window open?" He asked.

"I don't know. I guess I forgot to close it." She shrugged.

"Babe, don't do shit like that." Jax begged. "I need to make sure you're safe."

"We're in Charming." Tara reasoned. "Nothing ever happens in Charming."

If only she knew. "Just lock the window." He said, sternly.

"Yes, sir." She playfully saluted. "So why are you here so early, Mr. Teller?"

"I just wanted more time with you. Come here." He gestured to the empty spot next to him.

"I have to get dressed."

"Okay."

Tara made a spinning gesture with her finger, indicating that she wanted Jax to turn around. He sighed as he caved, covering his eyes. This was new to Jax, the modesty and boundaries. With the last few girls he was with, they were perfectly okay just to strip down, take care of business and be on their way. It was something that Jax wasn't used to but it was part of what he liked about Tara. She enforced those boundaries and refused to give everything away so easy. She thought more of herself and Jax thought more of her too. After changing into a pair of boxer shorts and an old Nirvana tee, Tara laid with Jax, her head resting on his chest as he held her hand in his.

"I missed you." He whispered, kissing the top of her head.

"I missed you." She let out a small laugh. "Gemma's going to kill you...or me...or both of us."

"Nah. Don't worry about her, babe. She's mostly bark and very little bite."

"Where does she think you are?"

"The cabin with Ope."

"Jax." Tara sighed. "I really don't want you getting in trouble."

"Shhh..." He began stroking her hair, a gesture he had learned recently, soothed her. "Just be here with me."

Tara looked up and met Jax's deep blue eyes. Before she could process what was happening, their lips were locked like a magnetic force. Deep, passionate and heated. Jax rolled over so that he was on top of Tara, only breaking the kiss to occassionally suck on the spot where her neck met her shoulder. It drove her crazy. Both were desperate for air, but couldn't bear the thought of breaking away from the heated exchange to inhale a breath. She felt Jax's hand exploring her exposed thigh. His hands on her skin were making her nerve endings fire.

"Jax..." Tara tried but immediately was silenced by his mouth. His hand was now under her shirt and around the back.

"Jax...wait." She was hushed again.

"It's okay." He consoled her. "I promise."

"Jax...Jax." His fingers unhooked her bra clasp in record time, she knew he'd had tons of practice.

"Wait!" Tara said loudly, pushing Jax off and jumping off the bed.

"What's wrong?" Jax looked extremely confused.

"I can't do this." She sighed, catching her breath.

"Tara..."

"You didn't think that this was how this was going to go did you?" She was clearly upset. "Having sex with you with my drunk father in the next room?! I deserved more than that for my first..."

Tara's eyes widened when she realized what she had said. "...time."

They had never made it a point to talk about sex. They'd made out. They'd made out plenty of times but that was as far as it went. She knew Jax was experienced but she'd never come right out and told him that she was a virgin.

"Ah, shit." Jax mentally kicked himself. "You're a virgin. Babe...I...I didn't know."

"We never talked about it and it's not really something that I brag about."

"I'm sorry." He pushed his messy blonde hair back and walked over to where she was standing. "I won't do anything until you're ready."

Tara nodded. "I'm afraid."

"I'm not gonna hurt you, Tara." He looked her in the eye. "This thing I feel for you...it's crazy. Like 'I gotta be with you every second or I'm gonna kill myself' kinda crazy."

"I feel the same, Jax. I just..."

"What? Babe, talk to me."

"Sex is a huge step." Tara tried to explain. "It's scary enough the idea of being naked in front of you and then you add in the girls that you're used to being with and I pretty much feel like I should walk around in a turtleneck."

"Babe...do you seriously think I wouldn't want you?" Jax looked at her like she had two heads. "You have no idea what you do to me, Tara."

"Jax..."

"You're perfect to me, babe." He winked at her. "And I'll wait for you, okay?"

"What if-"

"I'll wait for you, okay?" He repeated.

"Okay." She whispered, making her way back to the bed. "Sooo...want to watch a movie with me?"

"I'd love to, babe." Jax laid back down, positioning himself to hold Tara as she hit the button. "Pretty Woman again?"

"I love this movie." She defended.

"Okay." Jax laughed, tightening his hold on her. "But you don't need Richard Gere, darlin'."

"Oh no?"

"Nope. You've got Jackson Teller." He winked.

"Oh!" Tara laughed. "The size of your ego."

He laughed with her, stroking the side of her arm with his hand.

"Hey, Jax?" Tara said, very carefully.

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

He smiled down at her, kissing her nose. "I love you, too, Tara."

The pair kissed deep and long before settling back into the movie. About halfway through, they had passed out, Jax holding onto Tara tightly as if he'd never let go. Deep down, he knew that this was his forever.

I hope that you guys don't mind the small time jump. I just wanted to give the story some momentum and also a small taste of Gemma. This story has been so much fun so far and I'm still unsure of whether I will do an AU HEA or not. Still deciding. In the meantime, enjoy and review, because I love reading them! Thanks! :)