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Chapter 10: Cowboys and Angels

It had been two weeks and things were going great since being back in Charming, really great actually. In all honesty, I was getting a little sick of this moving slowly thing with Jax, even if it was my damn idea. We spent all of our free time together, and most nights I slept at his house. If we weren't there, which I really thought he should be there spending time with Abel, we were at my house. Things were different this time, I was no longer the best friend pining after Jax on the inside, and so far he wasn't the man whore he had been. But I knew that any second something could go wrong. I was fully invested in this man and I knew that if anything were to happen it would be me that suffered the collateral damage, no one else.

Tara was still around town, I had seen her from time to time cruise by Jax's house in her dad's old cutlass. She thought she was being so coy, but I know it killed her to see my car in the driveway every single time. I knew she probably wasn't going to give Jax up that easily, I fully expected shit from her at any given second.

Gemma had been on my ass about getting Jax's crow. I tried informing her that we hadn't even made it official yet, but in true Gemma fashion, she was having none of that. I was thinking more and more about it myself, becoming Jax's old lady. It was sort of a scary thought but one that I was sort of anxious for. I was finally getting everything I had wanted, but I was still a little apprehensive about it. All the rules that went along with being an old lady, I was very familiar with them. Gemma had shared every dirty detail with me when I was 16, and it scared the shit out of me.

But I thought about my life without him and where I would be. I knew that no matter what, Jax would always be the one man I couldn't be without. I was ready to take the next step, moving in together and being permanently marked with Jax's ink, but I knew I needed to let him bring it up. I damn sure wasn't going to be the one driving this train. I wanted to make sure he was really ready for it.

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I rolled out of bed and headed for my bathroom, leaving a sleeping, naked man lying there looking very lonely. I hated to untwist myself from his embrace, but I knew if I didn't it would just be another day of being jobless and feeling lazy.

I twisted the shower knob and waited until I felt the warm water flowing to climb in. I ran my hands through my hair, feeling it dampen with every stroke. My thoughts bounced around trying to think of any place that I could find a job, even if it was part-time. I knew I could always break down and go back to T-M. There was nothing wrong with working there, it was a good gig. I loved everyone there, including Gemma most of the time, they really were my family. I just felt like I needed to branch out and find something different.

My thoughts were rattled when I heard the shower door behind me open and then quickly shut. I smirked to myself as I felt him wrap his arms around my torso, his fingertips grazing my across my stomach before making their way down to the apex of my thighs. He was insatiable, but it was something I was definitely getting used to and building up stamina to keep up with.

His soft lips were hot as they pressed against my sweet spot between my shoulder and neck. He always knew the places to touch to get me going, not that he had to try very hard. His fingers continued their descent south until they reached their destination. I felt a finger enter me and I tried to steady myself against him. He pumped in and out a minute before sliding another finger in. I inhaled sharply as his other hand went to work on the bundle of nerves mere inches from where he was already working me. I licked my lips and enjoyed the sensation for a few minutes, loving that he wasn't that selfish man who always made sex about himself.

I couldn't make out any words, all I could do was moan as I felt the heat starting to flush my cheeks and the excitement ball up in my lower stomach. The water pelting me was adding to the feeling. My hands went to his strong forearms and I gripped them as I knew my release was coming closer and closer. Just as I felt like I was going to lose control, he stopped.

"I want to be inside of you when you cum for me." If words could make me lose it, that would have been it for me.

I spun around and pressed my lips to his, sliding my tongue inside his waiting mouth and kissing him hard. I pulled away, tugging his bottom lip in between my teeth, letting him know that I needed him now. He was fully ready to go as he pressed my up against the shower wall, the water pounding on his back now. He nudged my legs apart and ran his hand down my side, coming to a rest on my hip.

He stared into my eyes and at the moment I knew that I was right where I was supposed to be. My heart felt like it was going to leap right out of my chest.

He ran his very erect member along my pulsing slit and paused a second before pushing into me. The feeling of him filling me so fully made me sigh. It was something I definitely longed for. He began moving slowly, but I knew I wouldn't be able to handle this pace. I reached around his body and gripped two handfuls of his creamy white flesh, trying my hardest to set a quicker pace.

"If ya wanted it rough babe, you just had to say the word." He knew sometimes I liked to play around, and at this moment I just wanted him to stop messing around and fuck me.

Quicker than I could even comprehend he had pulled out, spun me around and bent me over. His calloused hands went to my hips and he entered me in one long push. My hands rested on the wall as he started to pound in and out of my core.

I knew it wouldn't be long for either of us, all this messing around had built us both up and now it was about releasing that. I could feel that familiar heat building again and hoped that it wouldn't all hit me at once. I was wrong, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold out the second I felt his right hand snake around my body and come to rest on my throbbing nub.

The rush of bliss hit me and I did all I could to brace myself against the wall. "Fuck!" was all I could muster out.

My clenching walls must have been too much for him to hold off as I felt him stiffen behind me and grip my hips even harder. He pumped into me a couple more times as he emptied himself. We both remained in our positions, trying to regain ourselves.

He slid out of me and I stood up and turned around to face him. He reached his hands up, tangling them in my hair, drawing me closer to him. His lips went to mine and I felt nothing but love and passion radiate from him.

"I love you." He whispered after pulling away.

I was still a little out of breath and those words still had a way of rendering me speechless each time. I wrapped my arms around his waist. "I love you."

I hoped every morning would start this good from now on.

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Jax was getting ready to head to the garage after having a sip of his coffee, informing me he would probably be at CaraCara most of the day. I hated that they got involved in that porn factory, hated even more that it was Jax's idea. I knew how crow-eaters operated, now they would be porn crow-eaters. Just what I need, these busty bitches thinking he is a free dick.

He tried to reassure me that nothing would happen, it was just business and a promise he made to Otto in order to help Luann out. I still didn't trust them, I had no reason to. And they had no reason to stay away. They knew we were together, but they also knew I wasn't his old lady.

"I'll see you tonight, got something I need to talk to you about." His voice was monotone and in a way worried me.

"Ok. I'm going to head out and keep looking for a job. I might swing by the garage later, you gonna be out there all day?" I hoped he wasn't spending all his time with those whores.

"Nah, not all day. Maybe I'll see ya at the garage."

He pressed a quick kiss to my lips, slipped his kutte on and headed out the door. I heard the rumble of his bike start up and rip out of the driveway.

I threw on a pair of black dress pants and a sleeveless, white blouse. I left my hair down and touched up my make-up before slipping on a pair of black heels and grabbing my car keys. I knew I had to look somewhat decent if I was going to walk in someplace and ask for a job.

I headed into town, riding down main street, scouring left and right for anywhere that I hadn't tried yet. All I knew was there was one shop I was told to stay away from, Zobelle's cigar shop. I wasn't sure exactly who Ethan Zoebelle was, all I knew was he had threatened the club.

I felt hopeless, I had tried every place along the way and not one place was looking for help. I knew I would have to go back to T-M. I headed back to the small lot on the corner where I left my car in order to make my way along each shop. I felt a bit defeated but knew I was lucky to at least have something to fall back on.

I decided to head back to the garage and let Gemma know she got her way, that I would be coming back. I pulled out onto the street and pointed my car in the direction of T-M. As I passed through I noticed a man in a white dress shirt, buttoned all the way, with no tie and a pair of some type of cargo pants.

My breath hitched in my throat when I saw him turn his face in my direction. It was the same man from L.A. The one who came in the record company and then was waiting for me outside the day I moved back.

He nodded his head at me and flashed a crooked smile. I knew there was no way this was a coincidence. I suddenly felt very sick to my stomach and knew something was not right.

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"She's alone, sir. Best time to get to her is during the day when Teller isn't around." The man stepped foot into the store and let his superior know.

"It's risky taking her during the day. We'll have to formulate a plan that will allow her to come to us willingly."

The two men nodded and started thinking of how they would plot this. Sending this message to the Sons of Anarchy was necessary, and using the VP's woman would be the only way to do it. They knew he was a passionate man about people who are close to him. He would have no choice but to comply after this.

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Jax paced through CaraCara, thinking of a way to make this more profitable for SAMCRO. He wanted to show Clay and the rest of the club that this could be there way of earning more legit. He didn't want to end up in prison and every day he had a gun run to do he put himself at risk for leaving Kendra alone.

He thought about her, waking up next to her every morning since she had moved back. It was something he had become accustomed to and was sure he never wanted to be without it. He loved her and honestly felt like shit when he thought about all the years he had treated her like shit. She honestly was his best friend, aside from Opie of course, and he knew he didn't want to lose her.

He had planned to talk to her tonight and ask her to move in with him. It was the sensible option. She was already over at his house 99% of the time and the way she interacted with Abel as if he were her own just made it that much better. He figured she would fight him on it. She loved her house, and he knew it was a part of her parents that she wasn't ready to part with. But he wanted her with him, needed her there so he could protect her and treat her like his old lady.

That was another thing he was going to talk to her about. He was ready to make her his old lady. Enough of this taking it slow bullshit. They had been best friends for 14 years, it wasn't like she was some girl he just met. He had already set it up with Happy to have her tattooed whenever he said the word.

Gemma had been on his ass about the whole thing. He knew Kendra had told her she wasn't his old lady and that had sent his mother on a rampage. He wasn't just doing it for her though, he loved his mother but wouldn't do things just because she wanted him to and she damn well knew that. He truly wanted to end this masquerade and take her as his, mark her as his property. She had always been his, it was time to make it official.

His burner chimed from his pocket and he came out of his thoughts and back into reality, the cum factory. The quicker he could get this day over with, the better.