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Chapter 8

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The next morning, Juice was packing up to head back to the clubhouse. The afternoon before, she hadn't intended on sleeping with Juice again. She knew it was a bad idea from the second he had first kissed her. It was going nowhere, she knew that. She was just free pussy for him while he was stuck here with her. Nora hadn't planned on giving into him again, but her whole entire body started to burn when he kissed her. She needed him, and then she got him. How she took control almost scared her now. She had never been so aggressive before.

Something about being with Juice just . . . brought her to life. She felt like her whole body was on fire when he kissed her, when he touched her. She knew that she should have told him about the fact that she hadn't been on the pill again until the day before, after they were together the first few times. Taking the morning after pill and getting back on her birth control, she was hoping there wouldn't be a reason for him to know. They had been safer the last time, she made sure he hadn't gotten off while he was still inside of her.

The sound of heavy footsteps caught her attention. Looking over, she smile weakly at the sight of Juice carrying the overnight bag he had with him. The guys would be coming by to pick him up in a few minutes. Even if she wasn't sure where they stood now, she couldn't help but smile at him. "Hey, you. How'd your side?" she asked him as she crossed the room to stop in front of him.

His grin seemed to grow just seeing her. The reminder of how his good morning from her had been, only made his goofy grin grow more. He leaned down and kissed her cheek before walking past her. She blushed, following after him. "Better after yesterday, and then last night, and then again this morning," he teased her. Her face turned a dark red at the reminder of how they had spent their time together. Okay, so maybe yesterday afternoon hadn't been the last time they slept together. They had been more careful the other times though. He wrapped up, and she was hoping her pill had kicked into her system by nightfall.

She couldn't help but wonder if all the sex that they were having was pent up frustration from how long they've been dancing around it, or if it was just them getting it out of their system. A part of her hoped that wasn't it, because she wasn't sure if she wanted it to be over just yet. A knock at the door alerted them that it wasn't time for them to figure any of this out yet. Moving out of Juice's kissing range, she opened the door to find Jax, Tig, and Chibs on the other side. "We're here to take him off your hands, Nora. Sorry for making you suffer so long with him," Jax joked as he moved inside, kissing her cheek as he passed by her. Chibs and Tig both did the same as they came in after him.

Nora and Juice shared a look, she certainly hadn't been suffering in the way they were thinking, that was for sure. Looking back at Jax though, she wasn't sure Juice wanted him to know. She wasn't sure if he wanted anyone to know, especially if this was just a one time thing between the two of them. From the way he couldn't seem to keep her hands off of her though, she highly doubted it was just a one time thing, though, that might just be wishful thinking. "Fuck, you two. What did you two do? It reeks of sex in here," Tig gagged as he took a whiff of the place, looking around for any sign of proof.

Nora's eyes widened, she hadn't wanted them to figure it out so soon. She knew of how Jax treated her around the other guys. Nora was like his little sister, and he had made it clear that she was off limits to the guys. Juice had violated that rule at least a dozen times in the past 48 hours alone. "Uh, about that . . ." Juice started to say, but the look Jax shot him stopped him where he stood. Admitting to fucking Nora, that would be a very bad thing to do. "Uh, Nora gave me free access to the TV while she was out or sleeping. A guy can only handle seeing a girl in her sexy pjs for so long, right?" he said the first thing that came to mind.

Nora wasn't hurt, much, but she was blushing. Having Tig of all people imagine what she looked like in her pajamas was not something she wanted. Juice didn't seem to be done talking though, and she wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing yet. "But, uh, seriously, Jax? I need to ask you something," he told him nervously, his eyes glancing between her and the guys. Jax looked between them suspiciously before nodding, following Juice outside to the bikes. Nora watched them nervously from the doorway. She had no idea what Juice was talking to him about, he hadn't mentioned anything to her.

They hadn't even talked about what they were to the other. She wasn't sure if she was just a piece of ass he wanted on the side, someone to sleep with when he got stressed or just needed to be with someone who could satisfy him. She wasn't going to say she was better in bed than any of the sweetbutts, she had no doubt that she wasn't, but Juice had come back for more enough times to give her a hint that at least he was liking what he was getting from her. "Now, I wonder what that could be about. Any ideas, lass?" Chibs asked her over to her as he and Tig watched on with her, giving her a knowing look. He, for one, didn't buy Juice's story.

If it wasn't all over their faces that they had slept together, she was pretty sure Juice's lame cover up hadn't convinced them. Chibs had seen Juice a few days ago, he saw how frustrated his friend was. Now he looked like he just got lucky, and Chibs had a feeling he had done just that with their good bartender friend. From the guilty look on Nora's face, he knew that he had hit the nail right over the head. Juicy boy had been the one to finally nailed the young bartender. That boy had been drooling at her heels for months now, it was about damn time he got some ass from her.

He just hoped the lad knew what he was getting into. The way he looked at her, Chibs knew it wouldn't be just sex for Juice. He had a big heart, and sometimes that was dangerous for someone in this life. Juice wasn't hard like the rest of them, and a part of him wondered if he needed a girl like Nora. Nora, for the years he had known her, was sweet, kind, but she knew how to handle herself. She could run with the best of them at the clubhouse. Of course, he wasn't sure if Nora, herself, was the one for Juice. She was still basically a kid, especially to him.

"Um, no. I have no idea what he's talking to Jax about," she told him.

She wasn't exactly lying about that. She didn't know what Juice was doing. They had only slept together a handful of times. She didn't know why he would need to talk to Jax. It wasn't like they were planning on going steady or anything. They hadn't even talked about what was going on between them yet. The sound of one of the bikes falling over caught their attention. Jax had punched him hard enough to send him falling into one of the bikes. "Jax!" she shouted, panic in her voice before she could stop herself.

Juice was already healing from one wound, he didn't need anymore. Pushing past Chibs and Tig, she hurried to Juice's said and helped him sit up on the ground. Grabbing his chin, she took a good look at his busted lip. He had blood running down his chin, but whatever he had said looked like it was worth it to him. "What the hell did you say to him?" she asked him, looking between them for one of them to tell her what was going on.

Now he suddenly looked sheepish, like he didn't want to tell her now. Whatever he had said to Jax had been worth it, it suddenly didn't seem like it now that she wanted to know. He gave her a weak grin, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. "Uh, you know, I just kind of blurt things out. I, uh, I told him we fucked," he told her, looking between her and Jax nervously. He was hoping not to be hit again, but he didn't seem to be so lucky when she hit his arm. "Ow! Hey, it just came out. I didn't mean to just blurt it out," he told her, shooting her a look as he rubbed his arm.

Jax seemed to be more furious than anything else. Of course, Nora had to wonder if things would have gone smoother if Juice hadn't just blurted it out. She wasn't even sure why he had said anything in the first place. Maybe he thought he owed it to Jax to tell him. She didn't understand why he would think that, but these guys could be weird like that. "Tell me he's making this up, Nora. Tell me you are not stupid enough to sleep with Juice," Jax insisted. This had to be some bad joke or something. Out of anyone Nora could have been with, it had to be Juice.

"It just happened, Jax. He didn't force me or anything, if that's what you're thinking. I wanted to sleep with him," she told him.

Jax didn't seem to like her answer. Not that she expected him to. She'd known Jax for years, even before she started working for the garage. Gemma was friends with her mom, they went to high school together. Her mom had had her a good decade or so after Gemma had had Jax with John Teller. Her mom always went to Gemma for advice, she was even Nora's godmother, so she had grown up with Jax as an older brother to her. So it only made sense that he wouldn't take her sleeping with a guy nearly the same age as him. "Well, I hope you had your fun, cause it's not happening again. You and Juice? It's over. Now get inside and put some fucking clothes on," he snapped at her, the look in his eyes telling her just how serious he was about this.

Nora's face was beat red when she realized that she was standing there in front of them in just Juice's shirt and a pair of shorts. She hadn't gotten to get ready yet. She was too busy helping Juice pack and to get dressed before the guys showed up. It had been her plan to shower and get dressed after he left, but that obviously hadn't gone as planned. Regardless of what she was wearing, that didn't give Jax the right to dictate who she slept with. It was her choice, she wasn't a kid anymore. Even if it was a Son, it was still her choice.

Looking between Jax and Juice, and then back at Chibs and Tig, she could see that now was not the time to fight this, and unfortunately, that Juice wasn't going to fight this either. That hurt her a bit, but a part of her knew she shouldn't be surprised. Juice would never go against Jax, or anyone else in the club. If Jax said no, he wouldn't put another hand on her again. That realization didn't sit well with her. She liked being with Juice, she wanted more of it. More of him. They weren't children, Jax wasn't their father, he didn't get to tell them what they could or couldn't do.

Juice was a good, loyal, guy though, and this was one of those times that it was his biggest flaw. He wouldn't touch her unless it was all good with the club. She wasn't some sweetbutt, but she wasn't just anyone off the street either. Juice couldn't just bring her around a couple of times, fuck her, and then forget about her. Just because Jax said no though, didn't mean she had to listen to listen to him. "You can't tell me what to do, Jax. This conversation isn't over," she told him, her eyes flickering between the two of them. It wasn't just about Juice, it was about her having control over her love life all together.

Giving Juice another chance to speak up anytime he wanted to, she found herself disappointed when he didn't. Rolling her eyes, she turned and stormed back off inside of her house, pushing past Tig and Chibs on her way. Tig tilted his head, watching her ass as she pushed by them. Chibs whistled lowly, knowing that the little lady was fuming. Didn't make her any less appealing though. Unlike Juice, and probably Tig too, he wasn't into the jailbait type. Shutting the door behind them, the two picked up Juice's bags and went over to the others so they could leave.

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Once she was dressed and showered, Nora drove into town and went to the market. She needed to stock up since Juice had nearly eaten her out of house and home, again. She knew those boys could eat, but he didn't seem to have a limit on stomach. Now that he was finally gone, she could get the food she wanted and not have to worry about going food shopping again until next week.

She was halfway through her list when she realized that Gemma was coming her way. She wasn't sure she wanted to talk to her right now. Her son had seriously put her in a mood from his need to but into her love life. When Gemma wanted to talk to you though, she found a way to talk to you. "Hey, baby," she said as she approached Nora. Looking over her carriage, she could tell that the younger girl was only shopping for one, which mean that Juice had gone back to the clubhouse. "You in a bad mood because of the Puerto Rican leaving, or something else?" she asked her, giving her a look to not lie to her.

Gemma could tell a mile away that Nora was pissed off. It didn't take much to know it was about the club. She had seen that exact look on Tara more than enough times to be able to call it a mile away. "It wasn't Juice, not really. He really doesn't know how to shut his mouth, does he?" she asked her. She wasn't sure how much she wanted Gemma to know about the situation, but Gemma was always the one person she could go to. This time being no different from the other times.

The queen raised an eyebrow at her. She had had her suspicions about Juice and Nora for a while now, but clearly something had finally happened between them. She had realized that the other day when she went over to check in on them, and found a naked Juice sleeping on the couch. Nora hadn't been home, but she had enough to go off of. "And what exactly did Juice run his mouth off about?" she asked her, giving her a look to choose her words carefully. Gemma already knew what had happened between Nora and Juice, or enough to put the pieces together, it would be a waste of time to lie to her now.

"Uh, um . . . just something he said to Jax before he left. It through me off guard, and Jax wasn't happy to hear it," she told her.

Nora wasn't sure if she wanted Gemma to know the dirty secret of her hooking up with Juice while he was staying with her. She had no idea the older woman already knew. Gemma rolled her eyes, not seeing the point of drawing this little secret out. "So how was he?" she asked her, not bothering in beating around the bush. Nora's wide eyes told her that she had hit the nail over the head. Nora was guilty, and it was time to come clean. "Don't look so surprised that I know, baby. Came over the other morning to check in, found the idiot sleeping on the couch in his birthday suit. You gonna answer the question or not?" she asked her, giving her a look as she pushed her sun glasses up on her nose.

Nora stood there shocked for a moment before she cleared her throat, shifting from one foot to the other nervously. Gemma knew about her and Juice, though, if she really thought about it, she wasn't that surprised. She wasn't the biker queen for nothing. Gemma knew everything about everything, if she didn't know now, she'd have found out at some point. No point in lying about it now. "Um, he's, well . . . probably the best I've ever had. If he's like that with a hole in his side, I don't know if I could handle him being hundred percent," she told her, giving her a nervous smile as a blush rose on her cheeks. Clearing her throat, she lowered her head, her smile disappearing instantly.

"Of course, that won't be happening as long as Jax has a say about it," she added on.

Gemma looked surprised at that. She had a feeling that Juice would make his move while he had the advantage of being completely and totally alone with Nora, but she hadn't expected for Jax to find out about it so quickly. She would have guessed they'd keep it a secret for as long as a week, two if they were lucky. "Don't worry about Jax, baby. He just has a quick temper, you know him. Just give him some time to calm down and let it blow over. You and the Puerto Rican will be back to bumping uglies before you know it," she told her as she tossed some boxes of food into her carriage.

Nora had a feeling it was going to a bit more than that before she and Juice could start anything, but she wasn't about to tell Gemma she could be wrong. That was like asking to be hit in the face. With a heavy sigh, a part of her was hoping that Gemma was right, that that would really be all it took before she could be with Juice again. Of course, that was even if Juice wanted to be with her again. She still didn't know if it was just him getting her out of his system, or if it was him needing to be the only one to tap the bartender. She knew she wanted to be with him again, now she just needed to know if he wanted to be with her too.