AUTHOR'S NOTE: Fair warning, sex ahead. Just wanted to give you a chance to close the screen...if you wanted to :-P I know that when I was writing the sexual parts of this story, I needed a cold drink next to me. So I thought a warning would be good for the readers. Proceed if you wish. And thank you for your continued support! Love you guys! :-)

HE KNEW WHAT she meant when she said they were just getting started. He could feel it in his bones every time they kissed. There was something between them, something that had always been there. But they hadn't had a chance to elaborate further because Harry and Ellie had arrived back home and Jax had said his goodbyes. But that hadn't stopped him from thinking about Shea and their encounter all night long. It had made for a rather sleepless night.

Jax parked his bike outside of Nero's offices and strode inside. Apparently, business was booming, which was great. Jax couldn't have been happier that things were finally starting to be legitimate, as well as profitable.

He looked around, not seeing Nero immediately. He did, however, see that the back office door was open. Figuring he could find either Nero or his mother in there, he made way over and knocked on the door. Then he almost fell over.

Shea stood at the filing cabinet, wearing a deep burgundy blouse, a pencil skirt that ended just above her knees and killer heals.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

My but those words sounded familiar. The exact same ones he had used when he found out she was back in town. Shea closed the filing cabinet and smiled.

"I'm working. What are you doing here?"

Jax's brow furrowed and he felt his blood pressure spike. "No, I'm working, checking on my business. Again, what are you doing here?"

Shea sat down in the chair and crossed her legs, momentarily diverting his attention. It didn't last long enough.

"Nero gave me a job."

Jax began shaking his head. "Oh no, Shea, no. Absolutely not. This is not a place for you to work. You cannot work here, doing…this."

Shea suppressed a smile and asked, "What exactly is it you think I'm doing?"

Like he wanted to say it out loud. The last thing he wanted was for Shea to be an escort. The thought of another man with his hands all over her was enough to bring him to the edge. Her cocky smile was enough to push him over.

"Damn it, you cannot do this! You cannot be one of Nero's girls! I won't allow it!"

Shea stood then and closed the door, locking it. Then she turned her attention back to Jax.

"And why not, exactly?"

She saw that his face was getting red, which meant that he was getting angry. Good, she thought, a reaction.

"Because, you don't need the money that bad that you have to be an escort, selling yourself to some dickhead just to pay for food on the table. I will take care of you and Ellie and Harry and May. Because you're….you're…"

She folded her arms across her chest and waited.

"Because you're mine, damn it."

He growled the last part and she couldn't help but smile. So she was his, huh? Well, she thought it was about time he showed her just what he meant by that.

"Because I'm yours.", She repeated. All Jax could do was nod.

He knew it sounded illogical and stupid and like a cave man, but he didn't care. He was beyond caring. No man would ever touch Shea again, not if he had anything to say about it.

Shea side-stepped him and moved some office supplies aside so that she could sit on the desk. Then she looked at him, into his eyes and didn't break her stare as she said, "Prove it." She saw his pupils dilate and noticed a hitch in his breathing as her skirt rode further up her thighs. Then she unbuttoned the four buttons on her blouse and let it hang open, revealing a leopard-print bra.

Before he could over think it, before he could analyze it to death, Jax found himself tunneling his fingers through her hair and kissing her with all the passion he felt at that moment. He stood between her legs as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss.

Shea leaned her head back as Jax began kissing her neck, nibbling her ear. He pushed the blouse down her arms and off, onto the floor. Shea wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing him ever closer. Then her hands were on his belt buckle, undoing it as fast as her clumsy fingers would allow. Jax slid his hands up her thighs, grazing the smooth skin and smiling against her neck.

She wiggled against him, feeling how ridiculously hard he was. Jax leaned her back on the desk, feasting on her with his eyes, taking her all in. He hadn't laid eyes on her gorgeous body in over a decade. He wanted to take a moment and enjoy this. But Shea's fingers on his zipper snapped him back to reality.

"I can't wait anymore, Jax.", She whispered, pushing his jeans down his thighs. "I've already waited long enough."

He knew exactly how she felt. He himself felt like he would explode any minute if he wasn't inside her soon.

Shea reached into his pocket and pulled a condom out. So that hasn't changed, she thought, opening it with her teeth and leaning forward just a bit to roll it onto his impressive length.

"Now!", She whispered urgently, pulling him back toward her. Jax was never one to deny a woman anything, especially this woman. So he slid into her, causing her back to arch off the desk. For a moment, he stood there, reveling in the feeling of being with her, around her, in her again.

But Shea had quickly grown impatient and was starting to move, leaving Jax no choice but to follow her lead. He pulled her hips down a little, giving him a better angle as he pulled out and slid in again. Shea closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip.

Jax leaned forward as he thrust into her, licking one nipple through the fabric of her bra. When he bit it, Shea bit her lip again, to keep herself from crying out. She raised her knees up so they were clenching his hips and moved in rhythm with him, digging her nails into his shoulders through the fabric of his shirt.

She felt the orgasm build, a delicious tension that she had been craving for a long time. She looked up and into his eyes and saw that he was dangerously close as well. Thank God he had about as much control as she did. Even playing field.

The years had been good to him, she decided then. He certainly knew what he was doing and he didn't even have to be in a bedroom. With one final thrust from him, Shea was pushed over the abyss, spiraling higher and higher, riding the wave of passion for all it was worth.

Jax's breathing had become labored and she felt him shake above her. He whispered her name in her ear and it was the greatest thing she had ever heard in her entire life. After a moment, much to Shea's chagrin, Jax removed himself from her completely. She watched him discard the condom and zip up again. She didn't move.

The look her gave her then had her blood roaring once more. He wanted her again, she could see it in his eyes. One time was never going to be enough for the two of them. Jax bent down and retrieved her shirt from the floor, handing it to her. She smiled, taking it and slipping it back on, doing the buttons up as well.

"I didn't come here for this."

Shea grinned. "Hey, I do what I can."

That made him laugh.

"By the way, I'm keeping the books now. Gemma told Nero how good I am with math and numbers and he decided that particular skill-set would be useful here."

Jax looked at her. That was her job here? He had just made himself look like a total asshole, assuming she was going to be working as an escort.

He glanced at the clock on the wall and then back at Shea. "I gotta go." He cupped her face and kissed her softly. Then he was gone.

"ARE YOU SURE you don't want me to keep Abel?"

Jax shook his head. "No Mom, that's alright. It'll be good for us to get away for the weekend, you know?"

Gemma nodded, not really understanding her son's reasoning. But she had learned a long time ago to only ask questions when it was necessary. Her son needed some time, obviously. It was good that he was finally taking some.

"I haven't been to the cabin since…"

They shared a look. Gemma didn't think anyone had been to Piney's cabin since his death. But it was a great place for solitude and reflection. Apparently, that was what her son needed right now.

"Well, if you need me to come pick up Abel…"

But Jax shook his head again. "No, it's cool. We'll camp out, go fishing, bond. We'll be fine." He gave his mother a kiss on the cheek and then went to tell his son of their plans. Gemma sighed as she looked after him, wondering what the hell was going on in that boy's head.