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…Chapter 10…
Please Let Him Come

Jax and I woke up early and headed over to Donna and Opie's. I was standing there next to Donna, watching them take everything out of the shed, and which by the way, Jax was looking pretty sexy with his shirt off.

"How'd you get this thing in here?" Opie asked, taking out a crate.

"By myself." Donna laughed.

I looked over and saw Jax struggling, trying to get out a play-pen, but he ended up knocking a bunch of stuff down. "Good job." I clapped.

"Sorry. Sorry." he laughed, then set it up right. "Looks great."

"Yeah." I nodded. "It looks pretty sturdy."

"How much?" Jax asked Donna.

Opie picked up and moved it. "Aw, forget it. It's a gift."

Jax went into his pocket and pulled out some money. "No, Jax… I don't want it."

"He's not gonna listen, Donna." I shook my head.

"Hey, I'm the one getting the deal." Jax gave her the money and looked at me. "You ready?"

"Yeah." I said, then gave Donna a hug. "Bye."

"Bye, Angel." she told me, then we both let go, and I started walking away.

"Alright, see you at the fund-raiser."

"That 'Taste of Charming' thing?"

Opie looked at Donna. "Yeah, I'm doing the fireworks."

"Oh, really?"

"It's not a club thing, Donna." Opie shook his head.

I raised my hand. "Yeah… me and Elena will be helping Gemma."

"My mom." Jax started. "Started it years ago. It raises money for the school district."

"We'll be there."

"See ya, Ope." I waved, then walked with Jax to his truck. "She's never gonna adjust, is she?"

"Probably not, but who knows." then he put the play-pen into the bed of the truck and we got in. "I gotta go with Clay to meet Otto, in a little bit."

"Okay, then you can take me to my house. I'll call Elena to pick me up to help Gemma set up."

"All right." he started the ignition and drove off. "After you're done setting up, do you want to come with me to see Abel?"

"Of course, Jax… you don't even have to ask."

He smiled at me, then turned his attention back to the road. "Okay." there was a few minutes of awkward silence until he spoke again. "Hey."

"What?"

"I'm really sorry about what happened in Indian Hills." he shook his head. "It shouldn't have happened, but it did."

I sighed. "Well, we both made mistakes… didn't you say last night to put it behind us and move on?"

"Yeah, but I'm still sorry it happened."

"It's okay, Jax."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, just don't let it happen again." I smirked. "You think you can do that?"

He nodded. "I'm all yours, Baby." he grabbed my hand, then kissed it. "From this moment forward, you have nothing to worry about." he shook his head. "No more sweet-butts or crow-eaters…"

"And no more Tara." I added.

He looked at me for a second and slowly nodded. "Of course."

I rolled my eyes, ripping my hand out of his grasp, and looked out the window. By that time, he pulled up to my house and I opened the car door. "Bye."

"Wait." he grabbed my arm. "Don't I get a kiss?"

"Do you deserve it?"

"I think I do." he nodded with the most irresistible smile.

I just stared at him, trying not to smile myself or blush or even show a hint of weakness, because he knows his smiles are one of my weaknesses, so I quickly looked away. "Riiiiiiiight." I got out and shut the door, then stuck my head through the passenger side window. "Until I have all of you and not seventy five percent of you, meaning… that you're completely all mine and that I don't feel like I have to share you with any other bitches, then maybe you can have a kiss or maybe more." I shrugged, then his jaw slightly dropped. "Pick me up at the fund-raiser and see ya, later… tell Otto, I said hello." then I walked away as Jax drove off, then I walked into the house.

"Hey, Honey."

"Hi, Daddy." I told him, then picked up the mail that was sitting on the desk, and looked through it. "What's up?"

"Come here for a second."

"Okay." I walked into the livingroom and the mail slipped from my hands. Oh no.

"Hello, Angel."

"Baby." Dad started. "Kyle was kind enough to bring back you're necklace, remember the one you lost on your twenty first birthday?"

Kyle held it up and my eyes widened. "How… um, thoughtful." I nodded.

"Yeah, I found it." he smirked at me, making me sick to my stomach. "And I wanted to bring it back to you."

"Okay, you brought it… you can go now."

"Angel, he came over to talk to you, the least you can do, is listen to what he has to say."

O-M-G! Did he brainwash my dad or something? What the hell is going on? "Alright, fine." I started walking away.

"Wait for me." Kyle kind of yelled, then he followed me into my room and he shut the door. "You're a hard person to track down."

"And for good reason." I crossed my arms over my chest. "What could you possibly want now?"

"I've thought of a way, you can get Clay and the club to let me in." I scoffed, then he got closer to me. "Tell Jax I have this business plan with stolen parts." he paused. "Tell Jax… I'll give them a little percent of it and share this with them."

"You trying to buy them back?" I shook my head. "It ain't gonna work."

He brought his face closer to mine. "It's up to you to make it work or you know what will happen."

I felt my eyes started to water. "Fine." I said, in a defeated tone.

"In a little bit, my ex wife is gonna ask Gemma to ask the club, to letting me come to see my son play with his band, you also better hope they give me the okay." then he rubbed his finger on my cheek, I moved back and glared at him. "See you later, Sweetheart." then he walked out of my room. Once I heard the front door shut and he took off, I laid down on my bed.

A few minutes later, I sent a text to Elena. "Hey, I'm feeling a little under the weather. Tell Gemma that I'm sorry and I'll help tomorrow."

She responded back, within five minutes. "Okay, see you later. Get better."

Then I sent a text to Jax. "Instead of picking me up at the fund-raiser, can you pick me up at my house, after you visit Otto?"

He responded within seconds. "Sure, Babe."

I put my phone down on my bed and got into the shower. Twenty minutes later, I came out of my bathroom, wrapped in a towel, and gasped. "Jax, what the hell are you doing in here?"

He smirked. "I'm glad you told me to come here instead of the fund-raiser." I made a face. "What? What's wrong?"

"After you dropped me off, Kyle was here with my dad, in my livingroom." I paused. "He won't leave me the hell alone."

"And you didn't call me?"

"Jax, you told me you were gonna see Otto."

"You still should have called me." he paused. "What'd he want?"

"He's having April ask Gemma to bring it up to the club to letting him come see his son play in his band."

"Too fucking bad." he shook his head.

"Jax, if you don't let him… he's gonna hurt me again." Jax just looked away. "He's also gonna tell you guys about some kind of business plan with stolen parts." I grabbed Jax's face and made him look at me. "Please just let him come."

"If we don't let him, he's not gonna hurt you." Jax shook his head. "I'm not gonna let him."

"I don't know that and neither do you… I mean, he's all buddy-buddy with my dad, showing up at my house all the time."

"I'll think about it." he groaned, then got closer to me. "Did he do anything to you?"

"No, just threatened me and he was kind enough to bring me the necklace that he ripped off of me in the ally, five years ago."

"He's dead." he shook his head, then looked at me. "Okay, get dressed and we'll go see Abel." he gave me a hug. "You're not leaving my sight." I nodded into his chest, then he let go of me. "I'll be waiting in the livingroom."

"Alright." I told him, then he walked out of my room, and shut my door. I got dressed, then went into the livingroom. "I'm ready."

"Where you going, Angel?"

"Jax and I… are going to the hospital to see Abel."

"Okay, have fun." Dad nodded. "I hope your little boy gets better, Jax."

"Thank you, Sir." Jax smiled, then we walked outside, got into his bike, and he rode off.