CHAPTER 10

I rolled over slightly, hitting a firm body. I fluttered my eyes open to see Jax still napping. We'd been asleep for a couple of hours now. I guess all of the stress has made him tired emotionally and physically.

I admired his body while he slept. His usually slicked back hair was in disarray from our previous activities. His chest was rising up and down slowly. The "Abel" tattoo on his pec was shining in the sunlight peaking through the blinds. He hummed softly as he rolled over to face away from the sun beaming down on him. He looked so calm and relaxed in this moment though. Poor thing..he's been going through it. Especially since he's the club president.

I remember when he was just the young VP I met some years ago. And how I had blown his condolences off the first time he talked to me.

Although we soon met again after that week in St. Thomas.

FLASHBACK

"Yes...yeah- ye- okay! I got it! I got it!" I exclaim to my cousin over the phone. I was picking up our food from the sandwich shop down the street from the hospital she worked at. Saint something, it was called.

I'll find it again, I think.

I was bringing my cousin lunch today. So she was telling me what she wanted on her sandwich but she was being so damn picky. And mama says I'm the diva in this family, I disagree.

"I'm just saying, Lana! You know I hate black olives..bleh!" she gagged. I laughed at her antics and paid for our sandwiches and chips after saying bye.

"Thank you," I smile at the cashier.

I make my way to my mustang and drive to the hospital in record time.

I was slaying everybody with my outfit today. I had a cute bergundy crop top that crossed in the back, dark blue jeggings and peep toe stilettos to match my top. My hair was big and curly. I just did a wash and go so my curls were poppin. And I had them dyed black with a blue tint recently. My make up was new as well. I went for a light natural look this afternoon.

I was feeling myself, in other words.

My stilettos were clicking on the hospital tile as I walked through the hallways. I bent down to fix my jeggings at the bottom of my ankle. They were rolling up too much.

I dropped one of the bags of chips when I did so. "Fuck," I mumble.

Someone's hand moved to pick up my chips for me.

"Thank y-," I started before noticing the large hand had SONS rings on them.

Dark blue jeans, white shoes, black zip up hoodie with a leather vest. VP patch...

Jax Teller.

I stood up straight once I saw who it was. I fixed my shirt around my bust out of habit. He was happily admiring the view.

"Hey," he cheesed at me. "Hi," I said, reaching out for my chips.

He stared at my manicured hands before laughing. "Sheesh. I don't get a thank you or anything else," he joked seductively.

I rose my arched eyebrows in annoyance. "Thanks," I grab my chips, rolling my eyes. I turn to leave, walking away fast. I could feel his eyes on my swaying backside when I left him.

"Wait, wait, wait," he caught up to me. He had his hand on my arm, pulling me around to him. I looked at his skin tone against mine in awe. We had very different and stark contrasts.

"That was rude of me, darlin'. I'm sorry," he looked sincere. I faced him fully and accepted his apology.

"It's cool. But if you don't mind, I gotta be somewhere," I told him with folded arms.

Was that a hint of disappointment I saw in his eyes?

Those beautiful blue eyes. Oh stop, Lana! I reprimand myself.

"Where are you headed?" he asked. I laughed, "To see my cousin. She's a pediatrician here."

"Really?" he asked in a surprised tone. "Yeah, Nia Williams," I inform him.

"What?! That was one of the docs that did surgery on Abel," he said with amused disbelief.

I was confused by the name he mentioned.

"Abel's my son."

Ahhh. Right. He's got a son. Of course he does. He's fine as fuck. I bet he's got an old lady too.

"Oh, that's nice," I play it cool. "Yeah he was born with a lot of complications. Heart problems and such," he tells me.

"I'm sorry," I look at him with sorrow. We were walking together at this point. Well he was walking me to Nia's room, I guess.

"Nah. It's okay. Family defect," he says nonchalantly.

"My ex didn't help with her track record either," he adds on. I nod in understanding and continue walking towards my cousin's office.

"How have you been?"

"I've been okay. What about yourself, VP?" I jokingly hit his arm.

"Same old club stuff," he started. "Kinda boring without a beautiful woman by my side," he suggested, side eying me.

I threw my head back in laughter. He was trying, I'll give him that much.

"Oh, word? Well I'm sure you guys have enough crow eaters to get the job done in that department," I explain sarcastically.

"Yeah. But they're not exactly what I want."

"And what exactly is it that you want, Jackson?" I hit him with his government name. We were stopped by the elevator when I questioned him.

"You," he smugly states. I was leaning against the wall and he trapped me with his arms.

Not that I minded.

I roll my eyes and try to move past him. He grabs my waist and stops me before I make my way to the elevator. "No, really. Can I take you out sometime? If you're not too busy for Charming," he smiles and laughs.

He was staring directly into my eyes.

So he was serious after all.

I blush as he referred to the comment I made to him when we first met though.

"Yeah, you can," I give in. He smirks and gives me his phone. I give him mine so we can exchange numbers.

We soon give our phones back to each other and he makes the move to hug me goodbye.

He smelt really good when I hugged him. His scent surrounded me as my nose got a whiff of him. Oh god, I moan on the inside.

I felt his hand move a little too low but I didn't say anything. I gave him a knowing look after we pulled away. He stared at me in amazement, "You look real good, by the way."

He was smirking the whole time he said it, stroking his beard.

I shake my head at him, "Thanks, Jax."

I turn to get on the elevator while he admires my body from a distance.

He shakes his head like he needed to wake up from a dream after I left.

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