They doors hadn't even opened yet and there were quite a few customers already waiting. Anai looked as cool as a cucumber, Happy stood near the door as the general manager, the tunes had already started, and the Sons were scattered throughout the bar having drinks and enjoying the show which had started early. As much as Tig wanted to watch the whores on stage dancing around, taking their clothes off, shaking their goodies at them, he couldn't. His eyes were fixed upon Anai who was slowly making her way around the room checking on everyone and making sure everything was perfect for their opening night.

The club finally opened and immediately the club was half filled. Even Clay was a bit surprised at the turnout. Tig and Jax had been assigned to stay as SAMCRO guards even though the Nomads were there too. The rest of the Sons got up and filtered out of the club. Layla nodded to Gemma who only smiled back. Tig knew Happy was keeping a good eye on things so he kept his eye on Anai. He had to admit, the woman could work a room like noone else. She continuously made the "waitresses" refill the customer's glasses or wipe down the tables. He watched her toned legs as her little top fluttered behind her while she waltzed about the room. All he could think about was having them wrapped firmly around his waist.

Jax was keeping a very close eye on Layla. The outfit she wore almost made the guys pay more attention to her than the strippers. She was sort of sitting in the corner by the bar on her laptop. He wasn't sure what she was doing but she would look up every so often and look around at the customers. Jax couldn't help but wonder what she was up to but figured he'd find out soon enough. The night went off without a hitch. Happy was counting the money they'd made from the liquor sales while the girls went back to the dorms to clean up and get some rest.

"Damn, we've got just over 3 grand right here!" Happy stated, gravelly voice booming through the club

"3 grand? That's ours?" Jax questioned

"Well, about 2 actually. Liquor isn't free, ya know!" Layla retorted making Happy nod at her

"Still, 2 thousand dollars in one night. That's easy fucking money!" Jax exclaimed happily

Everyone checked the place out while Jax ushered the strippers out. Tig was on the phone to Clay to let him know how the evening went and how much money they'd made. His Prez seemed very pleased at the "legit money" they'd made and they all had Anai and Layla to thank! Jax suddenly counted bikes and then bodies. As he came to the realization so did Anai.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" She exclaimed, scowling

"What's wrong, doll?" Tig immediately questioned, looking her over

"Layla and I rode here with Gemma!" Anai retorted

"I'll give you a ride to the clubhouse." Tig piped up

"I'll be more than happy to give Layla a lift." Jax offered

Anai stood there a few minutes debating her options. They were slim, really, either ride with Tig or walk. She wasn't in the mood to walk 10 or more miles in what she had on at 2:30am.

"Fine." She sighed

Tig smiled at her as he handed his helmet over. She quickly put it on and cautiously slipped onto his bike. She could hear him chuckle, because he hadn't started his Dyna yet, when she lightly wrapped her arms around his waist. He tightened her grip on him before starting up his Harley. She hated having to ride bitch. It was something she hadn't done in a very, very long time. She had her own ride and she prefered it to having to depend on someone else. Sighing heavily she had to sit there and admit to herself that it was kind of nice not being the one driving. Being able to watch the scenery as it flew by, enjoy the bike she was on, the wind in her face as much as there was, was kind of nice too.

It wasn't long before she realized they weren't heading straight to the clubhouse. It confused her as to why they weren't and made her very curious to see where they were going. After all it was nearly 3 am! Where on Earth was he taking her this time of night? She nearly jumped out of her skin when his right hand found it's way on top of hers around his waist. Her head was so full of 'whys' and 'whats' she didn't realize they'd come to a stop by a lake. He parked the bike and slid off. She watched with interest as he stood there looking at her. Finally relenting, she slid off his bike and took the helmet off.

"Where are we?" She questioned, voice low and soft as if she were afraid someone would hear their conversation

"It's a small lake about 15 miles out of Charming." He simply replied, nodding in the direction he wanted them to go

"Why did you bring me here?" Anai asked, following the man up a slight slope to get a better look of the lake

He sighed heavily before finding a nice rock to sit on, "Because I come here sometimes to sort of get my bearings straight. Think things over, put my mind in order."

Sitting next to him she let him speak. Obviously this was his way of trying to help her get through whatever it was she was going through.

"Sometimes the sereneness of the lake helps me shut off all the raging thoughts that try to consume my mind. Out here, away from the club, from Charming, from the stress, from the decisions, from the responsibility... I can sort out things and get myself together." He quietly stated, glancing over to see her staring at him

"I'm not ashamed of the things I've done. I'd do them all again in a heartbeat if my Uncle asked me to. Sometimes I have a hard time balancing my job with my need to still feel... I don't know... human." She quietly confessed as if it were something horrible she would be scolded for feeling or saying

"That's why I love this place. I can get away from all that and help my mind remember that there is some part of me that's still human." Tig replied, obviously opening himself up more to her than he did with anyone else