*Andrea*

-Two Months later-

"Son of a bitch." I shout as my knuckles connect with the bolt when my wrench slipped. "Stupid fucking whore!"

"What a dirty mouth on such a pretty girl, you need me to take a look at it?" Chibs says. I laugh as I wrap my bloody knuckles in a towel.

"It's fine." I shrug. "Shit happens."

"It sure does." Chibs agrees. "So, how you like Charming so far, Deary?" He questions.

"I love it. And I love that you're all outlaws. It's exciting." I giggle.

Chibs seems surprised at my statement. "You mean we don't scare you?"

I shake my head. "Hell no. You're all adorable." I squeeze his cheeks, he bats my hands away, causing me to laugh.

"Well, I'm glad we don't scare ya, hopefully that means you'll stay" he says as I slam the hood down on the car I was working on. "This done?" He asks.

"Yep. Tell the customer the piece of shit is ready." I say as I make my way into the clubhouse for a beer. Thinking over what Chibs said, honestly now that I've been living here for two months, I don't think I could see myself living anywhere else.

"BOBBY," I shout as I jump on his back, causing the others to laugh as he stumbles forward a bit from the unexpected added weight.

"Andy, what are you doing? You're going to break my back." Bobby jokes as he pulls me off of him.

"That's harsh. Andy's just a wee little thing she couldn't hurt a fly." Jax says as he drapes an arm over my shoulder and plants a kiss on my forehead. We have grown close these past two months, and we joke all the time, nothing sexual, sadly, just friends. I've been visiting his son Abel, too.

Rolling my eyes I elbow him in the ribs . "No, this wee little thing could kick your ass."

"Opie, tell her to stop being so mean." Jax jokes as he ruffles my hair.

Opie throws his hands up shaking his head. "Hey, she lives with me. I have to deal with her, so I'm not telling her shit."

I laugh and walk behind the bar and pour myself a shot. "Opie, do a shot with me," I say as I pour another shot.

"Okay." He says as he walks over and picks up one of the glasses and throws it back with me.

The door of the clubhouse opens up, Clay and Gemma walk in. They laugh as they see me covered head to toe in grease behind the bar taking shots. "Andy, baby," Gemma says, "go get cleaned up; you're getting grease all over the bar." She smiles nodding towards the dorms.

I pout as I cross my arms over my chest. "That's not fair, Bobby eats pussy on this bar all the time, and I get yelled at for a bit of grease," I say, causing everyone to erupt in laughter.

"She has a point, babe." Clay agrees, throwing me a sly smile. "A lot of nastier things have been done on this bar."

"Yeah yeah, I just don't like seeing her pretty face all covered up with grease," Gemma says as she comes over to me and kisses my cheeks. "Love you, baby. Now get cleaned up. There's a party tonight, remember?"

"I remember; I love you too." I smile as I turn to half-sack. "Hey, kip, run to my bike and get my clean clothes out of the saddlebag for me, please." He nods before leaving. Gemma and I have become increasingly close over the short time I've been in Charming, her treating me like I've always been here and a part of the family.

"Whose apartment can I use to shower?" I say, looking between all of the boys.

"You can shower with me," Tig smirks, causing Opie to smack him on the back of the head. "Hey." He complains as he rubs his head.

"That's my cousin, creep." He says, causing me to laugh.

"You can use mine; it's the third one down on the left," Jax says, winking at me.

"Thanks," I say as I turn and go to where he told me. I surprisingly walked into a spotless room. Who knew Jax was so clean or maybe someone is cleaning it for him, it wouldn't surprise me if someone was trying to get on his good side by doing some chores for him. I make my way into the bathroom and start to undress, as I get down to just my bra and underwear the door opens up, and half-sack walks in. We make eye contact, and I hurry and shut the bathroom door.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to look; I thought you would have locked the door." Kip stammers.

"It's fine, leave the clothes on the bed. And lock the door on your way out." I demand, and I hear the door shut moments later. That was so embarrassing.

~ ~ ~

*Jax*

I watch half-sack come down the hallway, his face blood red. "What's wrong, Sack?"

He looks over at Ope and then back at me he's nervous you can see it in his face and body language. "I-I-I walked into the apartment to bring her clothes, and Andy didn't have the bathroom door shut, so I saw her in her bra and underwear. I'm sorry, Ope. Please don't kill me."

"Lucky fuck." Juice mutters. "What was she— ow, what the hell, man?" He shouts as Opie punches his arm. "I was kidding!" He defends rubbing up and down his arm.

"Sure you were. Could you all stop with this shit? She's here to work. She's not just some crow eater." Opie plops down on the chair as he runs his hand over his face. "She's not just some piece of ass for you all. She's my family!" Opie exclaims the frustration clear in his voice and in his expression.

I sit down next to him and smile. He has been preaching this shit since the day after she got here. All of the guys have been trying to get with Andy, and she has flat out told them no and to fuck off. Once Opie got word of it, he flew off the handle about it, claiming if anyone touches her or even thinks about messing with her that he would shoot them. The only one he trusted around her was me and that's only because she kept Abel company at the hospital.

I'm not going to lie and say that I'm not attracted to Andy, because I am. She was something else. She knew how to cook, work on cars, shoot guns, listened to killer music, and rode a motorcycle, and she looked good doing all of those things she also had a killer body, but that really is the icing on the cake actually it's like extra icing on the cake because she'd still be more than enough even if she wasnt so blessed with having all the right curves in all the right places. Not to mention her tattoos and piercings she fits right in with the mc looks wise. She was sweet yet crazy in the best way of course.

She was good with my son, my mom and the club loved her already, and she has only been here for a few months. We have all grown close to her, she already knows what we do and it just doesn't bother her she treats us like we're just regular mechanics. She would make a great old lady to someone, that's for sure and honestly there's that little voice in the back of my mind saying she could be yours, that amazing woman could be yours if you stopped being a pussy.

"I gotta go home. I promised Donna that I would be home tonight." Opie sighs as he stands to make his leave. "Keep an eye on Andy, please, Jax?" He asks me while making eye contact.

I nod. "Sure thing, brother," I say, hugging him before he goes home to his wife and kids for the night.

Twenty minutes go by, and Andy finally walks out, causing all the guys to stop talking and just stare. I look at her, and my jaw drops. She's wearing a tight-fitting, low-cut, short red dress with black heels. Her hair is up in a ponytail, and she has little makeup. She looked smoking hot, and it was making me have some seriously dirty thoughts.

"Uh, guys, what's wrong? Does it look bad?" She asks nervously looking around to each of us.

"No, it looks good." Half-Sack says, "you look hot." I nudged him. "What?" He asks. I just push him towards the bar telling him to get to work.

"What he means to say is that you know how to silence a room," I tell her, causing her to blush. "It's a good thing Opie or Piney aren't here, or they would flip out on every one of you pigs," I shout, and they all go about their business, throwing occasional glances in her direction.

Andy walks over to the bar and climbs up on the stool. "Kip, beer me." She says. I can't help but smile as I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her shoulders; she smells like my body wash and shampoo. The dirty thoughts come back. "What do you want, Jax?" she laughs.

"Can I not give you a hug?" I say, pulling back from her as I take a seat beside her. "I'm offended."

She laughs and places her hand on my knee. My stomach flips at the gesture, and I tense up. What is wrong with me? Why is she having this effect on me right now?

"Abel gets to come home in a couple of days," I tell her as I take a drink of beer.

She smiles so big it takes over her whole face. "That's awesome!" She hugs me as she pours a shot for the two of us to celebrate my son finally coming home.

~ ~ ~

It's now 11 pm, and Andy's plastered; she drank a lot of liquor. She and Chibs got into the quarter game, and he was definitely better at it.

"Jax." Andy leans over me, her boobs right in my face. I stiffen at sight. It's taking everything in my power not to take her back to the apartment right now and act out all my dirty thoughts from the night.

"Yes, Andy?" I stand up, steadying her.

"I can't drive tonight." She whispers like it's the biggest secret she's ever told as if it wasn't obvious to anyone that looks at her that she is in no state to drive. "And these heels are killing my feet." She grumbles and I chuckle at her.

"Then take them off," I say to her. She leans down and removes one and then the other. I laugh as she struggles to stand back up.

"Woah." She says as she grabs my shoulder with her free hand, steadying herself. "The room is spinning."

"Want to lay down?" I ask her as I lay my hand on the small of her back, just above her ass unimaginably tempted to move it lower, my fingers just itching to grab at her perfect ass. I lick my lips at the thought of having my way with her.

"Are you trying to get me into bed with you, Teller?" She arches her eyebrow questioning my motives. My mouth forms a smirk, and I shake my head.

"No, just trying to take care of you," I tell her, leading her to my apartment that I haven't been in for two months. I flip the light on and lead her over to the bed. She loses her footing, causing her to fall back on the bed, pulling me down on top of her.

I freeze as my blue eyes meet hers before moving my gaze to her lips and then back up. "Sorry," She says as a blush creeps up on her cheeks.

"It's alright, darlin'," I say to her as I go to move off of her; however, she has a tight grip on my shoulders, and I can't move. "Andy?" My voice just above a whisper as I lick my lips.

"What?" She whispers as she watches my mouth. "I can't help it; I'm tired..." She trails off.

"Then go to sleep," I say, still on top of her. She shakes her head and smirks.

"I'm not sleepy tired. I mean, I'm tired of you undressing me with your eyes and me undressing you with mine and us not doing anything about it. No one has to know. Everyone is passed out or already gone home." She says, moving her hands to my hair; I move my hands to her hips, my dick growing hard extremely fast.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" I question her not wanting to take advantage of her intoxication. Instead she says nothing, she pulls my face down to hers, and our lips collide. Her lips are intoxicating, her tongue ring brushes my bottom lip, and I let out a soft moan. I love it when women do that with their tongue ring. I open my mouth a little to let her tongue invade my mouth, finding my own.

"Yes." She says, breaking the kiss, her face flushed and breathless from the amazing kiss we just shared. "This is what I want."

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