Roxy and Juice spent most of the next week together. Mostly Roxy would stay at Juice's so she could hide her car in his garage. Because Roxy's apartment was in the centre of town if one of the guys happened to ride past and spot Juice's bike in the drive it wouldn't take them long to figure out their secret.

Neither had spoken about their relationship, both not wanting to freak the other one out. They didn't know when they decided on keeping it secret but it was for now. They were content just enjoying each other's company.

It was currently Saturday morning, day of the Fun Town carnival and Roxy and Juice were making the most of their free morning. Roxy scraped her nails down Juice's mohawk and gripped her thighs tighter round his waist.

"Harder... Yes! Don't stop."

Juice couldn't help but stare down into her eyes as she bit her lip. He moved his hand over her breast before lowering his head and sucking on the soft flesh. Roxy arched her back up as she came, pushing her chest further into his face. Juice gripped her hard as he reached his own release.

They sorted themselves out and lay back on his sheets panting, trying to catch their breath.

Juice couldn't believe he's spent almost every night of the last week with Roxy, with the same girl, but he was just addicted to her. The two nights they'd spent apart he wished he was in bed with her. But unfortunately club business came first and ruined his fun.

"S'pose we should get ready for the carnival huh? I gotta pick Harley up in an hour." Roxy traced her hand over his abs, tickling him slightly.

Juice grabbed her fingers and stilled them, still too sensitive for the light touch.

"Yeah I said I'd meet the guys there soon."

"Big bad bikers at the carnival." She smirked. "We'll need to sneak off, find somewhere to meet each other. Harley will cover for us."

Juice pulled her in for a kiss. "I'm sure that can be arranged."

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Roxy and Harley pulled up at Fun Town and surveyed the scene. Neither had been since high school, when they'd go every year, and nothing had changed.

"Well my plan is hit the roller coaster and some rides then stuff ourselves with carnie food." Roxy eyed Harley as she pulled her top down slightly. Roxy rolled her eyes at her friend, already on the lookout for hot guys.

"Mm sounds good. Hopefully I'll meet a cutie somewhere tonight. Seeing as you and Juice are all loved up."

Roxy rolled her eyes. "Hardly."

"Still haven't talked about where things are going?"

"No way. Don't wanna freak him out just yet."

"Speaking of. Where is he?"

"Told me he'd meet me behind the toilet block at the rides."

"Oh how romantic." Harley giggled and pulled her friend along. "So I'm not third wheeling. I'll go find something else to do and message ya if anyone asks for you. Lyla's here with her kid so I'm gunna meet up with them for a while."

"Ok. Thanks, I'll meet up with you soon."

The girls parted ways and Roxy slid round the back of the toilets, luckily it was well hidden by the backs of rides and a couple of demountables.

Soon as she turned the corner she was thrust back against the wall. Juice's hands in her hair as he kissed her.

When they finally broke apart Roxy struggled to catch her breath.

"Jesus babe. It's only been an hour."

"Too long." He kissed her again. Hands roaming her body. He pushed his hips against her ran his hand under her loose top.

Roxy snapped back to reality, might be private here but anyone could walk around the back here and there was no way she was getting caught in the open here.

"Wow dude. Cool it, anyone could see. Let's save it for later."

He groaned and pulled away. Disappointed. "Fine."

She kissed him gently before tugging his arm to pull him round the side.

"Plus banging behind the toilets at the fair ain't exactly my idea of romance." She winked and let go of his arm and made her way out to the rides.

Juice caught up to her, wondering how the hell he was supposed to 'romance' her.

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Juice and Roxy managed to get a couple of hours together. They had to be sneaky to avoid the other guys but it made the whole thing more exciting. Like on the Ferris wheel they had to save their make out for the top rather than the whole way round. Kind of reminded Roxy of high school and having to hide her boyfriends from Jax and the others at Funtown... Well it was exactly like high school then.

Their fun was cut short however when Chibs called Juice to let him know the Irish were ready for their meeting.

They were back behind the toilet block again so they had peace and quiet to say goodbye.

"Won't be able to see you till tomorrow. I'll be at the clubhouse all night for club shit by the sounds of it." He ran his hand down her side and cupped her ass through her denim shorts.

"Well make sure you keep yourself free for me tomorrow." Roxy pulled him back in for another kiss before trailing her lips across his cheek to his ear. "Not going to be able to last much more than a day."

Juice groaned. "Yeah me either. I'll see you then babe."

He quickly kissed her before running off to find Clay.

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Roxy spent the rest of the afternoon with Harley well into the evening. They eventually met up with Gemma and had dinner at one of the booths. They were just about to leave when they saw Karen Oswald, frantic and yelling for her daughter. The three women swiftly joined the search party for the missing girl and spent the rest of their night looking.

Juice on the other hand was livid. He was assembling the guns in the clubhouse listening in while Clay talked to McKeavey.

Turns out Jack was with him and McKeavey said he was eager to meet up with Roxy again.

Clay said he'd pass on the number to Roxy and they finished up their meeting.

Juice didn't know what to feel about the whole thing. He was jealous beyond belief but at the same time he had no claim over her. In fact if anyone did it would be Jack. They were 'together' first, if you could call it that, and the only reason she ended up with Juice is because Jack left. Too stubborn to bring up the relationship conversation with Roxy, Juice resigned himself to leaving the ball in her court.

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Roxy was called in to work the next day. She wouldn't usually work a Sunday but apparently they needed her to work with Tristan Oswald. Turns out she was attacked and raped at Funtown and her department thought Roxy would be the most suitable to work with her.

Pulling on her work clothes Roxy rushed out the door. Anxious for what her day would likely bring.

After briefly meeting with Tristan and her parents Roxy was on edge. This was the most difficult of all her clients and she'd never worked with a rape victim before. Although her mentor would be around to help her, answer questions and offer guidance she was going to be on her own with Tristan for the most part and that was daunting.

Roxy had bumped into Tara earlier in the day and she offered to catch up for lunch. Roxy knew Tara had seen Tristan a couple of times so she was keen to ask for some advice.

Although Tara had abandoned Jax and broken his heart Roxy didn't hold hard feelings there, unlike her mum. Yeah Tara had really broken Jax but Tara needed to do the move for herself. Roxy 100% understood why Tara had to leave despite her ties to Jax. That's why she was so worried about her relationship with Juice. She would always be second to his relationship with the club and the club dictated a certain lifestyle. Although Roxy had been around that lifestyle since she was born she was unsure if it was something she could continue for the rest of her life.

"So you're working with Tristan then?"

Roxy sipped some of her juice. "Yeah. I'm a bit worried it's the hardest client I've had I have no idea how to approach it. I mean I've read some stuff and worked through it at college but I have no idea what to do in reality."

Tara grabbed Roxy's hand sensing the younger woman's anxiety. "You'll do great Roxy. It's not some procedure you have to follow to the book. You have an amazing personality and relaxing presence. Just focus on building that relationship and the rest will follow. Don't over think it."

Roxy offered her a smile in thanks. "Thanks doc. I'll keep that in mind."

They chatted comfortably about their time away but Roxy could sense there was something else on Tara's mind. Before she could ask though Tara answered Roxy's question.

"I know this might be a bit of an intrusive question but do you think your mum had anything to do with Wendy's 'overdose'?" Tara shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

Roxy was floored slightly. She hadn't considered it. "I hope not. But between you and me? I honestly wouldn't put it past her." She looked up at Tara. "Look I love my Ma but she will do anything, literally anything, to protect Jax. Protect him in a way she thinks is right."

Tara could hear the warning in Roxy's words. "I'm assuming that means with me too?"

"Look I have nothing against you Tara. I know why you moved and I don't hold it against you. Jax is a big boy he can't always get what he wants. But my mum doesn't see it that way. So just be careful. You know what she's like. She won't stop till she gets things the way she wants them."

Tara nodded. "I know. And I honestly didn't come back here for Jax. I mean I still care about him, I always will. But we are very different people now. Jax had a kid for gods sake. I'm not here to upset the balance."

"I understand. Just take it easy is all." Roxy glanced at her watch. She was due up to have a 1 on 1 with Tristan now so she had better get a move on. "I gotta go. Supposed to be meeting with Tristan now. I'll see you later?"

"Yeah, thanks for the company." Tara smiled and collected their rubbish.

Roxy was not looking forward to this appointment. The only thing getting her through was the promise of dinner at the diner with Juice tonight. Not the most romantic but meant they could spend some time together in public without it being obvious they were together.

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Up outside Tristan's room Roxy was having difficulty getting past her mum. Karen was reluctant to let anyone talk specifics with her daughter and to be honest Roxy didn't blame her.

"I can understand where you're coming from. However Tristan needs to be able to process this and that's what I'm here for. I can arrange psych appointments if she needs it or any other support you as a family want. But I need to be able to talk to her. There's going to be some difficult times coming up for her soon, like going back to school. And I can offer her support, but without being able to build a relationship with her it's not going to work."

Karen studied Roxy for a minute. "Fine. But please just be careful she's been through a lot."

"I know. And I'll let her lead the way."

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By the time Roxy was finished with Tristan she was desperate for a smoke. She had managed to strike up a conversation with the girl and they'd managed to build a bit of a relationship. So that was hopeful. Roxy just hoped she could offer the support that was needed.

As she left Tristan's room she let out a sigh and left for a cigarette. Outside the hospital she bumped into Gemma, Clay, Tig and Bobby.

"How'd you go with Tristan baby?" Gemma stroked her daughter's back as she lit up a smoke.

Exhaling the calming smoke Roxy shrugged. "Not gunna lie that was fucking tough."

"She tell you who did it?" Clay eyed his daughter.

"I can't tell you anything. What we do is confidential." Roxy took another drag.

"The club is looking for the guy. We are gunna get him. Don't you want to help?"

"Dad it's not a case of not wanting to help. I can't."

"The club needs to know."

"Yeah but I need to keep my job."

Clay started to get angry with his daughter. "The club-"

"I don't care what the club wants right now! This girl is traumatised and I've been trusted with her. I'm not going to wreck that. The club can figure it's own shit out. It's not my problem." Roxy threw her butt on the ground and moved past the group back towards the hospital.

"Roxanna!" Clay was raging now. Ready to storm after his daughter but Tig pulled him back.

"Leave it man." He patted Clay's shoulder.

"How dare she."

"She's not a member Clay. We can't expect her to put herself on the line for us."

Clay sighed. Relaxing. "Guess you're right."

He turned to give his conflicted wife a kiss.

"C'mon we gotta get to Darby's guy."

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Roxy had a couple of wines when she got home. She hadn't received any response from Juice when she messaged him. But their plan was to meet at the diner at 7 so she figured she'd just head there anyway.

It wasn't a date, just a convenient place for them to have dinner but Roxy made an effort to dress up for Juice.

Given it was just the diner she went for casual light was jeans and a burgundy silk top. But she'd worn some of her sexier lingerie just for him.

Sitting in the diner for a while, thinking over her day, Roxy was becoming more anxious. Still no response from Juice or explanation of his absence. So Roxy tried calling him but no answer.

Sighing she put her phone back on the table. It was only 7:20 so she figured it could just be club business. By 7:30 she'd still not had a response or any inkling as to where he was.

Giving up Roxy decided to call Jax just in case something was wrong.

"Hey sis everything ok?"

Roxy could hear the muffled sounds of the clubhouse in the background, some whooping and music.

"Yeah just seeing what's happening. Kinda bored sitting around. Had a rough day."

"Yeah I heard about Clay pushing you for info. Sorry about that."

"It's ok. What are you guys up to?"

"Nothin much just celebrating."

"All the guys there?"

"Yeah you're welcome to come over if you want?"

"Maybe. I'll see how I feel when I get in." Roxy was disheartened. Convinced that Juice was 'celebrating' with the guys, blowing her off and not answering her calls. She could only imagine the sweet butts and crow eaters crawling all over him.

"Ok. Well you're always welcome to come round."

"Yeah thanks Jax."

"Oh and I made it right with Wendy. Took your advice. I know it was late but it was right."

Roxy smiled. Proud of her brother for supporting Wendy despite everything. "Good on you Jax."

"She deserved it. I treated her like shit. Just as much my responsibility as hers. I never gave her the crank but I pushed her in the right direction."

"Well it's over now. Abel will be fine soon."

"Yeah. Night Rox."

"Night."

Happy with her brother she hung up, but she was ready to cry over this issue with Juice.

She was stupid to think it was anything serious with Juice. As if she could just magically change his lifestyle. She knew it was too good to be true for him to be interested in her for anything more than sex. Worst thing is Roxy knew this would happen. She knew she'd fall for him and that he would break her heart. Roxy was not cut out for the MC life, despite how deep it ran in her veins.

Just as she was about to pack up and throw in the towel a guy stopped in front of her table.

"Fancy seeing you here."

Roxy's eyes snapped up at the Irish brogue.

"Jack? What the hell are you doing here?"

Jack motioned to an older Irishman behind him at the counter.

"Back for business. Got in yesterday." He motioned to the seat across from her. "This seat taken?"

"Not anymore. Have at it."