Quick update! Don't you just love those?! Well you can all thank my insomnia and my overly active imagination. Hope you all enjoy :) xo

After Misha had dropped me off, I pulled my hair up into a ponytail and went to work on unloading the groceries. Every shelf was filled once I was done with it. Jax couldn't complain about being hungry anymore because there was no excuse for this food to not be gone in the next couple of weeks. Putting the boxes of brownie mix and cookie mixes down onto the table; I changed into one of Jax's tees before starting on this task.

Sadly I had to clean out the oven that hadn't been used in years from the looks of it and that put me back a half hour. But after that I pre-heated the oven while I stirred the chocolate mix in the large bowl and then evenly disputed the chocolaty-goodness into a pan and pushed it into the oven. Then I got to work on the cookies, doing the same while eating cookie dough along the way.

As I pulled the last sheet of cookies out of the oven an hour later, I put them on top of the oven to cool off before putting them into the plastic containers I bought to put them in that were nearly filled to the brim with baked goods. I tossed the box into the garbage and turned around and put a hand over my chest when I noticed that I wasn't alone in the house any longer.

"Dammit Jax make a noise next time you come in" I took in a few breaths to calm my rapidly beating heart.

"Sorry darlin', it smells fucking amazing in this house right now"

"Well I'd hope so" I mumbled as he shrugged out of his cut as well as the flannel that was on underneath it, he needed it for the ride home on his bike.

"How many cookies did you make?" He asked while picking one up from the tray that I just pulled out of the oven and took a bite from it "Jesus these are good."

"Thanks, and enough to feed the town no biggie" He went for another cookie as I swatted his hand away "I made some for us already" I grabbed the container and handed it to him as he opened it up.

"Brownies too?"

"What can I say? I'm the modern day Betty Crocker" He looked me up and down and made an approved face.

"Betty Crocker couldn't beat how you look in my t-shirts though" I smirked while he grabbed a brownie and shut the container "You know what would be great with this right now?" He asked after he swallowed half the brownie.

"Milk?" I asked while opening up the fridge and he grinned before taking the carton from me and took a long sip from it. "You could at least grab a cup Jax, I didn't agree to move in with a savage" I hit his stomach playfully as I walked by to put the rest of the cookies into the clear container before putting the lid on it securely.

He put the carton back into the fridge before looking at all of the items on the shelves. "Damn, do you plan on cooking all of this?"

"I plan on feeding you sometime yes" He closed the door and leaned his shoulder against it as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Only sometimes?"

"Yes, but only if you've been a good boy"

"I guess I'm never eating then" He said as I let out a small laugh because it was true, Jax was always a bad boy.

"Oh god Jackson" I whimpered as the warm water sprayed on the both of us the next morning, it splashed and made a louder clapping noise as his hips worked against mine feverishly. The soft groans and grunts he was making by the side of my head were driving me that much quicker to our destination.

"Fuck" He mumbled as his lips pressed to my throat while my nails raked down his shoulders, he was nearly there; I could feel it in the way his muscles tightened. I slipped a hand between us to rub against my bundle of nerves because I knew he couldn't hold back for much longer without spontaneously combusting.

"Shit" I gasped while an orgasm shook through my body from my toes to my head that felt weightless now. His hips grounded into mine harder as his own climax took over him and his grip on my hips tightened for a few seconds before his whole body relaxed and he took deep breaths with his forehead pressed down against my shoulder.

He let my legs fall from his waist so that I was standing against the bathroom tiled wall, my hands pressed against his wet chest. "Need a minute?" He asked as I nodded and he leaned down and pressed his lips against mine before leaving the tub. I took in another deep breath before running my fingers back through my wet hair and I turned to be directly under the spray of the showerhead to wipe myself clean.

I definitely didn't have any orgasms left in my body after last night and this morning, it was just filled with touching and nakedness. I was never going to get over how breathtaking his body looked while he was bare though. I glanced to my right as he dried himself off and I shut off the shower as he handed me a towel and I made quick work to dry my body off.

"You know I've fucked up way too many times in my life to be this lucky" He said as I shimmied into my dark jeans and I turned around to look at him.

"What?" I asked him

"You" He said as he pulled on a white t-shirt, tossing his blue sweatshirt onto the end of the bed before walking towards me. My top half was still half naked, I still hadn't decided on a shirt to wear to the fundraiser. As his hands fell onto my waist I bit down on my tongue gently from making a noise of approval, he really didn't understand what his touch did to me sometimes.

"What about me?" I asked

"You know what Abs. Even with all this shit looming over our heads right now, I still got lucky when you walked into me that day at the store"

"I'm such a klutz" I whispered as he smirked

"I'm thankful for that" He gave me a long and slow kiss and I had to put my hand against his chest to make it stop after a few moments because if we didn't stop touching soon we'd just end up back in bed or even on the damn floor.

"You're amazing and yeah we both must have done something right to be together, I really don't know what I would do without you in my life Jax" His fingers brushed along the under wire of my bra gently which rose goosebumps to my skin. The horn outside made me sigh as I quickly pecked his lips before grabbing a royal blue long sleeve shirt with a pocket on the breast and slipped it over my head. I grabbed my bag from the counter and he gave me another long goodbye kiss which I had to reluctantly remove myself from to get the containers of baked goods in the kitchen before heading out to Misha's car before she beeped the horn for the fourth time.

"This space is incredible, I can't believe they took your low bid" I said to Mish as we went from the two rooms in the dance studio to the back office. It was much larger than I thought but it wasn't the big size of the studio back in L.A., which was completely fine.

"Right? I can't believe it either but it's ours, here" She handed me a paper of the old class schedules "I know you hated teaching but-"

"Don't worry about that, I actually don't mind it all that much" I scanned my eyes down the list of classes that had been going on here. "Swing class? Really?" I smirked

"I think we can cross that one off the list, as well as the Irish step; as much as I'd love to teach five year olds to step…" She crossed them off on her paper "So that leaves us with the after school hip-hop and Jazz classes, and the ballroom and Salsa classes. Take your pick" She said as I looked up from the paper

"Take my pick? You already know what I'm doing"

"Right. Ballroom it is" She said and I crumbled up my paper and threw it at her as she laughed. "When do you think we should put it out there for new sign ups?"

"As soon as possible, how about today at the fundraiser? We can print out a few pages for sign ups, I'm sure they'll be a lot of high school and middle school kids there with parents"

"Sounds good" She pulled open a few desk drawers and found a note pad and placed it on the desk. "Speaking of which, we should probably head over there and set up, here" She slid over an extra key to the studio's front door and I smiled wide before clipping it onto my new key chain that had three keys on it now, other than the studio; I had one to Jax's truck, and the house.

"Wow you didn't need to do this but it's greatly appreciated" Gemma said as she helped me with opening the containers of cookies and brownies.

"Well I managed to save a few containers that your son didn't eat" She laughed and nodded

"Jax always had a sweet tooth, surprised you saved this many" She told me as I remembered Jax telling me the first thing he stole as a child was a bag of gummy bears. She took a cookie from the container and ate it as she told me how good they were and that I would be in charge of baking next time there was a family dinner.

"So this is to raise money for the music program at the middle school?" I asked while people started to file in throughout the late morning and early afternoon.

"Yeah, I started it last year and decided why not do it again?" She scooped up some pasta and put it onto a man's plate before looking back over at me "What is Michelle doing?" She asked as I looked in the direction Gemma's eyes were.

"Oh, we bought the dance studio over by the town square, I think she's handing out flyers because we need to have sign ups soon to start working"

"You teach kids?" She asked

"We teach whoever wants to learn how to dance, in L.A. I subbed in on teaching street dance – hip hop for high schoolers and it went over really well so why not try it here? If we don't get enough signups for a class we won't do it."

"I'm sure that'll go over well here, too many kids thinking there thugs; it'd be good for them to show them that they aren't" I just smiled at her comment because that's how some people viewed hip hop as, just a bunch of thugs dancing; but it was much more.

"We're going to be teaching a salsa class, you should bring Clay by" I suggested and she started to laugh

"Oh honey he would ring me by my throat if I even mentioned it, imagine him dancing the salsa" I laughed then too because it was true, Clay wasn't the one for letting loose on the dance floor.

"That's it, that's the last one" I said as the last brownie was taken from the tray and I tossed it behind me.

"Didn't even make it until dark" Misha said as I looked at the time on my phone before slipping it back into my back pocket, it was just before six.

"Just about" I said as I pulled my ponytail tighter on the back of my head "Is Op still setting up the fireworks?"

"Yeah, he said those usually start around Seven thirty" I nodded and scanned my eyes around the large field again. Jax had left with "club business" about two hours ago and I was surprised he still wasn't back. Gemma nearly blew a gasket when only Op showed back up at the fundraiser.

The "Taste of Charming" was a success though; the silent auctions had Gemma up a couple thousand dollars and with the band about to play we were now all packing up the food tables at six forty-five and cleaning as much as we could.

"Who did Op fight?" I asked Misha as we made our way over to him while he was putting the fireworks in place.

"Long story short a former member of the club showed up and they have a rough past" I nodded "He's not here now though, he's back at the clubhouse."

Why would a former member of the club be so welcomed back at the clubhouse after fighting Opie? From what I've heard to be a "former" member, you had to be either kicked out or you were transferred out to another charter, once you were a member you were basically in it for life.

I watched the fireworks go off as the high school rock-band played and I glanced over at Opie and Misha. His arm was wrapped around her upper chest as her back was pressed against front. I missed Jax by just looking at how happy they were. As the last of the fireworks went off nearly everyone left but I stayed behind with Gemma to pack the rest of the things up that couldn't be left out overnight.

"Does Jax tell you what goes on at the clubhouse?" She asked as she pulled her car out of the parking spot.

"As in what the club does?"

"Yeah"

"Yeah he did, they're the middle man for running guns" She nodded as she turned a corner to get to Jax's place to drop me off.

"Has he opened up to you about what goes on?"

"No, never" I told her honestly while I looked out the window.

"Do you want to know what goes on behind those closed doors?"

"Not entirely. If it doesn't have anything to do with me then I usually leave myself out of it"

"That's where you're wrong Abby; Jax is your old man now; meaning everything that happens within the club you should know about. Plus with Jax bottling everything up so you don't know what goes on, it'll bite him in the ass one day"

"I've told him that he could tell me anything"

"Try and mean it this time, show him that you can be trusted with some pretty shitty information every now and then" I nodded at her words "If you can do that then you'll make a great old lady for him."

"Thanks for the advice Gem"

"No worries sweetheart, thanks for helping out today, my feet are going to be sore as shit for the rest of the week"

"Mine too" I said while wiggling my toes in my shoes a bit to feel the stiffness of them. "Also thanks for the ride, drive safe home" I told her while pulling the handle of the door and stepping out.

"Remember what I said, it's all about trust" I nodded again before closing the door and she drove off. I looked back at the house and pulled my keys from my bag before walking up the steps and unlocking the door. Jax wasn't home and I wasn't surprised to be honest. It gave me time to take another quick shower by myself before climbing into the bed and almost instantly I was out.

It was hours later when I felt the other side of the bed shift and I could smell his scent more strongly. After he moved the sheets and sunk underneath them, his arm was gently placed on my side as he spooned my back. "Mmm, what time is it?" I mumbled while I was still half asleep.

"After midnight, go back to sleep darlin'" He whispered against the back of my head before kissing it and settling in behind me.