They'd ended up back at her hotel, the one she'd paid a two month stay for before she left for Las Vegas. None of her things were there, but that was alright with her. She grinned down at Jax as she pushed him onto his back on the bed and stood before him, hands on her hips. Jax leaned up on his elbows to watch her as she took a small step back; just enough that he couldn't reach for her, and peeled off her jacket before slowly pulling off her shirt; teasing him with the sight of her skin.

Shaking her hair out, Leanna tossed her shirt to the side and stood before him; like something from a dream. He sat up at the edge of the bed and grasped her hips as she moved forward, pulling her close to him. Leanna rested her hands lightly on Jax shoulders, her head falling back as Jax pressed a kiss to her stomach; his tongue dipping into the well of her bellybutton. Jax teeth scraped up her abdomen, pulling delightful shivers from her body.

He pulled her with him as he lay back, and Leanna easily lay above him, her knees on either side of his waist. Jax flipped them over and pulled her up to the head of the bed, kissing her with a ferocious passion. Tearing his lips from hers, Jax kissed down the side of her neck, making Leanna moan as she delved her fingers into his hair.

When his phone rang, Leanna pulled away and groaned.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me Jax!"

She reached her hand into Jax pocket and pulled out his phone, pissed when she saw Tara's number pop up, thinking quickly; she answered, voice sweet as honey syrup.

"Sorry, Jax is busy; I'll have him call you back when—"

"Please," she heard Tara's voice whisper.

There was something in her voice; it reminded Lee of the first woman she'd helped out. She pushed Jax off to her side and sat up, hair falling around her bare shoulders.

"What's wrong? What happened?" she asked as Jax sat up next to her.

"I'm sorry."

Then the line went dead. Leanna looked down at the phone, concerned. Without saying a word to Jax she stood and grabbed her shirt off the floor, pulling it over her head quickly.

"Leelee? What's going on?"

"Something's wrong. That was Tara. She said 'I'm sorry,' and the phone went dead."

"So?" Jax asked, standing and pulling her to him, "Its Tara. It's probably a ploy."

But Leanna shook her head, pushing away from him to put on her jacket, "No, not this time. This time she's in trouble."

"Lee the last time she was in trouble, I shot a guy for her!"

Leanna froze in her tracks, one hand on the door handle.

"Excuse me?" she whispered.

Jax let out a deep sigh and sat back down, "Tara's ex was an ATF agent. And he abused her. He followed her back here, stalked her back here. He was going to rape her, but she managed to get his gun and she shot him in the stomach. Then she called me," he paused for a beat and Leanna turned around to face him, "I lost it. He was sayin' shit and I just couldn't take anymore that day. I killed him for her."