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Mo Astor Chapter 19

Lee

My body ached deliciously as I stretch my arms above my head and open my eyes to the sunlight streaming through the window. I blink, slowly adjusting. I'm shocked I'm not still sleeping. The buzz of the phone beside the bed catches my attention. That's why. Oh my, God, it's got to be Journee. I wiggle free from the band of Jax's arm and grab the phone.

J: The V-Card is gone and oh my God. It was everything I hoped it would be. I'm literally texting you from the bathtub I'm currently soaking in because Chibs put in work.

I giggle.

L: Babe, I'm so happy for you. Poor pretty Kitty got wrecked, didn't it?

J: Deliciously so. But I'm assuming yours is the same?

L: I'm not in a bath yet, but I will be soon.

J: Yay! Did you like my gift?

L: Yes, you meddlesome bastard. It was a nice touch.

J: Good. I hope you can walk okay because we got to do this shit all over again at sunset.

I laugh out loud.

"Hmm."

"It's nothing I'm talking to Baby J."

"Tell her congrats," he mumbles as he snuggles in behind me.

L: J says congrats on losing the V-Card.

J: Tell that punk I said , you're welcome.

"She says you're welcome," I say laughing.

"Aww come on, that brat knows I love her by now," He mutters, his lips ghost across my neck.

L: He says you know he loves you.

J: Just tell him you need to be able to actually walk down the aisle again today.

L: Pot meet kettle.

J: Why do you think I'm in the tub? :P

L: You're ridiculous, and I love you, Mrs. Telford.

J: That's never going to get old. Gotta go Daddy said my wifey time is up for now…

Her happiness is radiating through the phone, and it makes me grin. She deserved this. They both do. I snuggle back into Jax and groan as I realize it's already eleven.

"Babe we have to get up. We got to do shit for the Samcro wedding.

"Fucking hell. If I didn't love her…"

"The fear of your mother would still make you do it."

He pokes my side, and I giggle.

"Shut it you." He rolls me over onto my back. " I ain't the only one afraid of hell on wheels. Good morning." He places a tender kiss on my lips.

"Morning," I say as I run my hands through his soft hair.

"Last night was amazing."

"I know. So amazing I need to soak in a bath."

He laughs.

"Room service?"

"Only way we're not going be horrifically late," I say.

"You call and order. I'll start the bath."

"Perfect." He rolls out of bed, and I admire his ass as he walks across the room. "And I want bubbles."

"Yes, your highness," he tosses over his shoulder with a laugh.

"It would be only fitting Little Prince."

I order two breakfast platters with eggs, bacon, toast, oatmeal and fresh fruit. We've worked up an appetite, and I know I'm going to need to be fortified to get through this grand production. Yesterday ran smoother because Sugar took the lead. She has an easy going style that trickled down. Gemma… does not. She's high energy without being perky and has a way of making everything seem urgent. This is the first chance she's ever gotten to play the mother of the bride, and see one of her "Boys" married , so she's living up to her role of Momster.

"Bath's ready baby." Jax's voice calls to me.

I push myself to a sitting position and wince gingerly as I crawl out of bed. I wasn't kidding about needing the hot water. It's been awhile since I had a dick inside me, and we didn't stop until we literally passed out. I lost track of how many times we went at it. That's what happen when you have years of build-up. I walk in, and he narrows his gaze.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, just a little sore in the best possible way. Don't worry. The hot water will do the trick. It's just been a long time since I was with anyone other than J."

"Other than J. Still getting used to that plot twist. Should've known, though. You two are abnormally close."

I pout. "No, we're not."

"Hey. She's the only person I'd ever share you with, and I get to enjoy it. I'm not complaining."

"You need an ally to survive around here."

"That's true." He holds out his hand and helps me step into the water. I moan as the heat penetrates my skin and my muscles begin to relax.

"Too hot?"

"No, just right."

He grins. "Scoot up."

If you'd told me I'd be in a tub with my boyfriend, Jackson Teller, a year ago I would've laughed in your face, now I can't think of anywhere I'd rather be.

I lean back against him and enjoy the silence before the craziness to come. "Your mother is going to grill us?" I say with a sigh.

"Yeah, but not today. She'll be too busy making sure everything is perfect. Believe me, I calculated this before I made my decision to come out."

"You little schemer."

He chuckles and the vibration works its way through me. Silence falls as we soap one another and wash off.

"I'll get out to get the food you relax." He places a kiss on my forehead as he climbs from the bath.

I nod happily and add more hot water. Jackson isn't small. It'll take some adjusting to his size, and I am so okay with that.

I slip out of the tub when the water turns cold and dry off. Jax is dressed in jeans and a t-shirt with breakfast set on the table.

"You trying to get back into my pants, Teller?"

"Pretty much my main goal from here on out."

I laugh. "Let me get dressed. Then we can eat and join the insanity."

It feels good to be at the table with Jax like this. I rest my feet in his lap and soak up his presence as I demolish everything on my plate. A girl could get used to this.

"Well look who decided to show up," Gemma says as we enter the building.

I bat my lashes.

"Hey, Mama Gem."

"Don't you think you got away with anything, I'm just too damn busy to have the conversation I want to with you. Don't worry we'll be doing it later," She says as she hugs me and kisses my cheek. "You hear from your sister? Is she still alive? Is Chibs? He's got his hands full there."

I laugh. "Both are alive and blissfully happy."

"Good." She moves on to hug Jax, and I breathe a sigh of relief. Jax winks at me over her shoulder, and I roll my eyes. Cocky shit.

"What do you need us to do, Ma?" he asks.

"You are going to make sure those Prospects don't' fuck anything up, and when I get Chibs here, you need to keep him away from his bride until the ceremony, or they may never make it down the aisle. I ain't never seen a man so damn besotted." She shakes her head, and I laugh.

"And you giggles..." She points at me. "You go collect her and start getting her ready for her big day."

My laughter stops. Daddy is going to love this interruption.

"Alright. Let me go now. This might take awhile. I may need to borrow a pry bar from the garage too," I say.

"See you later baby," Jax says planting a sweet kiss on my lips I know is for his mother. I hide my chuckle as she melts and head out to my car, which I left parked here. I'm excited to see Journee and truth be told I'm glad I'm the first one to get to see her post a v-card loss. I just know she'll have a special kind of glow. I start up the car and pull away from the lot, happy to be leaving the craziness.

Brothers have poured in from all the nearest charters, the crows are out full force trying to be taken home when they go, and in some instances, tempers are flaring. The only thing keeping Tig from punching Koz out right now is his love for Chibs. He wouldn't do anything to ruin his best friend's wedding day or their wifey's. It makes me happy that the people I love most care so much about one another. A small, loyal circle is the only thing I've ever wanted. I'd rather have four quarters than one-hundred pennies as Gram used to say.

I knock on the door shocked I'm not hearing animalistic sounds coming through the wall. Journee opens the door in a white velour jumpsuit I swear I haven't seen before. Her face is lit with the glow from within, and for a moment I'm speechless.

"Journee you look so beautiful."

She laughs. "What? I don't have any makeup on. You just saw me all dolled up to the nines."

"Can't hold a candle to you right now." I pull her into a tight hug.

"I can say the same for you , Harley Haven. Jesus. He must have put it down too."

"Oh yeah." We both giggle before she pulls away and invites me in.

"New outfit?"

She squeals. "Yes, Look." She turns and I laugh at the Mrs. Teleford written on the back in rhinestones and Just Married across her thick ass. I pat her ass gently. "Very nice. From Mr. Telford I assume."

She nods her head. "He knew my size and everything. Can you believe it?"

"With the way that man is. I'd be shocked if he didn't know your damn period cycle."

She glances away, and I laugh. "Oh, he does. Where is the Mr.?"

"Finishing getting ready in the bathroom. I had to bribe him with a little present to hold him over to get out of bed," She says tapping her lips. I laugh. Now that they're married it looked like the shoe was on the other foot. He's the one who's done giving a fuck about wedding and ceremonies.

"Already getting sneaky and persuasive," I tease.

She shook her head. "NO, the sooner we get it done, the sooner we can come back here."

I laugh. "I think he's created a monster."

She nods happily. "Oh my God, we left after the kiss. Thank you for the cover by the way. How did everyone take it?"

"Mixed bag of shock, I knew its and congratulations. All positive."

"Damn I bet Gem was gloating."
"Oh, hell yeah. She's as pleased as a pig in mud right now. Her girls are paired off with Sons."

"Only took thirty years," Journee said dryly.

"Is that your wife I hear?" Chibs asks strolling out of the bathroom looking like a completely different man. His hair is starting to grow out from his close cut, and he looks younger than I've seen him look in years. I struggle to keep my jaw from dropping at the transformation.

"Congrats Mr. Journee," I say

He chuckles. "Aye. Laugh it up. I'll be her bitch any time as long as she remembers who her Daddy is." My eyes bulge, married has changed him in more ways than appearance.

She laughs. "Wicked Scotsman."

"Don't ye forget it. They sent you to collect us I keen?"

I nod my head. "Yeah, but I was happy to go. It's a mad house."

"Which is why we've been hiding out here."

"OH, I'm sure that's why " I say as he smirks and gives me a playful wink.

"You ready for me to deliver you to Jax. He's supposed to keep the two of you separated. Gem's orders, so don't shoot the messenger."

"Jesus, Christ, we're already married. I don't wanna be apart from her any more than I have to."

"I know. You know how Gem is, though."

"Aye. A right devil woman when she wants something. I'll say me goodbyes now and ride me bike there. I'll need the peace on the road to keep from blowing up on someone today."

Journee pouts. "Ahh none of that now," he says pinching her chin lightly.

"I'm going to miss you."

"I'm going to miss you too, love. But soon I promise you there'll be nothing but time for us."

She cocks her head to the side, and I bite my inner cheek to hide my grin. It's hard to surprise her, but this we nailed.

"Give Daddy a kiss love and don't make it too hard on me."
He twines his fingers in her hair and pulls her to him. He tugs her down and devours her mouth with a passion that has my libido thrumming. Yeah, they won't be leaving the bed for half of their honeymoon. He stands her back on her feet and lifts her hand to kiss her ring finger. "Love you, "

"Love you too. Wait, Filip, Shouldn't you take my ring."

He scowls. "No. I'll take it off when I meet you at the altar. I don't want it off your finger for that long. Keep her company and don't let Gem drive her crazy today, eh?"

"I'm on it Chibby." He kisses my cheek and walks out with a new confident swagger I swear he didn't possess before.

The door closes behind him, and I turn to Journee. "Jesus is your vagina magical? He's like a brand new man."

She laughs. "He's just showing you what I've gotten to see for years. He's private is all. I can't wait to see J." She rubs her hands together. "I'm going to give him so much shit. All those years of telling me to shut up J, when I pointed out, he was acting like a jealous boyfriend instead of a bestie."

"Evil woman. What do we need to get out of here?"

She shakes her head. "Nothing Gem has everything because, you know why wouldn't she?" Journee grabs her purse off the table, and we head out of the hotel.

"I want to hear more about you and J."

"Um no V-card loss tops that. How was it?"

"God everything. I was nervous, but he had me so damn hot for him, I quickly forgot that. He didn't even take off my dress Lee."

"What!" The picture she painted was straight out of old-fashioned romance. "Your man is one romantic motherfucker."

She laughs " I know. I can't believe he's finally mine."

"I know the feeling. Jax is by far the biggest man I've ever been with. My kitty was crying uncle this morning before I got into the tub."

Journee laughs, and we link arms as we headed towards the elevator.

"I know that feeling well, my friend," she says.
"I bet. Chibs got a big one?"

"Big, thick, and damn tasty."

I laugh. "You were always such a cum whore."

"What? I like what I like."

"I know."

"Sides, Chibs has some very specific ideas for that cum."

"Oh my God. Are you two trying?" I whisper.

"Shit. Ma and Pa Telford are ready to move on from their firstborn to baby number two?"
"I think he's more afraid it'll take awhile. Normally it does take up to a year to be successful, and I know he's worried about his age being a factor. It's been a dream of mine for years. I'm ready when it happens, and if it doesn't yet, I'm having a shit ton of fun trying."

We step into the elevator, and I can't stop grinning. Considering her Juice's mom might be off to outsiders, but to us it's normal. He was looking for a motherly figure, and Chibs is like a father to so many of the brothers, why wouldn't she take on that role? Hell, now that my mind is wired to think it I swear their smiles have started to look identical. It's like when someone adopts a child, and suddenly you realize all the similarities they have with their non-birth parents.

"What about you and J? In it for the long run?"

"That remains to be seen. You know me and my luck with men, or should I say lack of."

"No, this is different, and to be fair, all my predictions have come true. I'm Mrs. Chibs Telford, and you are so head over heels for Jackson Teller it isn't funny, and vice versa."

"Dude you were fifteen when you said that."

"U-huh. Doesn't make me any less right."

"Okay, Gemma," I say sarcastically as we reach the ground floor and walk out toward the car.

"Oh no, that was just a mean pot shot."

"No, I'm just telling you who you sound like."

"Humph."

Journee

I can't even put the way I feel into words. I'm married. Filip is not just my boyfriend or my old man. He's my husband. He married me in a full-scale Catholic ceremony with all the trimmings in a Kilt. Not even my fifteen-year-old brain could make that up. I run my fingers over the bags as we prepare for the wedding in one of the many bungalows we've rented out by the beach. Yesterday I was still a girl. I wore a white dress and a veil, and my parents gave me away. Today is different. I'm a married woman being given away by Gemma and Clay because as the King and Queen of Samcro it's their right. I have GB' ties, but Chibs is my old man.

I unzip the dress and trail my fingers down the pale blue dress adorned with pink, pale blue and pale purple 3d applique flowers. It's no secret what went on last night. This is my way to announce it to the world. Journee Telford is all woman, and all her old man's. The deep V put the first dresses dip to shame and has to be secured by carefully placed double sided tape.

"Are you ready to get dressed, baby girl?" Gemma asks.

"I'm so ready."

"I think what she's ready for is the honeymoon," My mother says.

"Ma."

"I'm sure she got a preview last night," Gemma says dryly.

"Can we not talk about my sex life?" I ask as they all laugh.

Today is for my Samcro family. I'll have Lee at my side, and Chibs will have Tig. I knew yesterday was for me. It's why Jax was at his side instead of his bestie. This way everyone will be happy. It's funny how particular these men can be. People think they're unfeeling, but they couldn't be more mistaken. I slip out of my jogging suit and the ladies begin to giggle.

"Damn Savage Scot," Gemma says as she clucks her tongue.

"You're right we don't need to talk about your sex life when we can see it."

"What?"

I twist to the left and right scanning my body.

"Oh, babe. Your man is wicked," Lee says.

"Tell me."

"He left you a little present," Gemma says.

Lee takes my hand and guides me to the bathroom. I glance in the window and giggle at the hickeys in the shape of a heart on my back.

"She's not even upset. How is that going to look when she walks down the aisle?" Gemma asks.

"Like she got loved well last night," Mom says.

"When he said he was possessive, I should've listened," I say dryly.

"We need to send a Crow to go get some cover up," Gemma says.

"No. It stays. He did for a reason," I say.

"Is your dress going to cover that?" Gemma asks.

"Nope." I pop the p and ignore her muttering. I like being claimed. Chibs never makes me feel less then or undeserving of his love. If others can't understand that. It's on them, not me.

"Let's get you dressed pretty girl. It' going to take a lot of taping to keep those mountains from being on display," Lee says.

"You should talk chesty La rue."

"Yeah but my dress doesn't have a v to my belly button," she teased as she runs her hands down the dark blue material of the dress with a sheer back of the same color and a hem adorned with blue roses that matches my dress.

"Hey, I gave you pockets."

"You did, and the dress is gorgeous by the way."

"Only the best for you," I say blowing her a kiss.

"This generation always has to do it their way," Gemma mumbles as she comes over and pulls out the dress. "This is beautiful, baby."

"Thanks, Ma," I say as her irritation slips away. Gem's funny like that. She gets upset, but she doesn't hold on to it…not for her girls.

They help me in my dress, and I swear it's an entire lifetime since I did this last night. I don't feel like the same person.

"You want me to put your hair up?" My mother asks.

"No, he'd want it down," I say shyly.

"Oh My God, you two are so sweet you're going to give me cavities," Gemma says with a grin.

"You told me to take care off your boy didn't you?" I ask.

"I never even had to ask with you," She says pulling me into a hug.

"Crown," My mother say as she walks over with the crown made from white roses, thistles, and a tiny purple flower I'm not familiar with. Once I'm dressed and draped in a black robe, Aunt Luanne comes in with her makeup artist.

"Baby you look beautiful!"

"Thanks, Aunt Luanne."

"Wait till you see the present her old man left her," Gemma mumbles.

I roll my eyes and Lee smirks, glad for once she's not taking the brunt of Gemma's helpful comments.

"I think it's sweet," My mom says.

"Thank you, Mama."

"It's nice to know your old man is so passionate about you," she says with a wink. "Not sure your Dad will agree."

"Oh, God," I fight the urge to cover my face as the makeup artist begins to work. Twenty minutes later I have a beachy glow, kissable lips, and wide eyes. My mother Steps up fluffing, wetting my hair with a spray bottle full of water and curl activator, and arranging my curls carefully before she places the crown on my head.

"You're all done baby, and you are stunning."

I kiss her cheek. "Thank you, Mama."

"Are you wearing shoes?" Gemma asks.

I shake my head, pull up my dress and show her my bare feet that read Just Married… Again.

She laughs. "Only you. Come on, let's get down there. We don't want to miss the sunset."

I'm surrounded by an entourage of women who've meant everything to me growing up, and it makes my throat swell and my eyes water. It feels like a different sort of giving away today. We reach the end of the makeshift wooden aisle on the beach, and I'm astonished by the sight of rows, and rows and rows of cut wearing brothers spread out over the sand in white folding chairs. The end of the aisles are adorned with simple floral displays made of the same thistle and white roses. They dangle on hooks and create a classic, rustic, and natural vibe that remind me so much of my husband. Husband, I love this word.

I spot Juice over by the side manning the music and a video camera. He aims at me and waves. I blow him a kiss. The maternal feelings I hold toward that boy grows by the day. If he was closer, I'd be kissing his cheek. Lee kisses my cheek as Tig walks over and offers her his arm.

"You look gorgeous, Lips," he says kissing my cheek.

"Thanks, Tiggy. Go keep my man from sneaking a peak will you?"

He chuckles. "I'll do my best. You ready baby doll? You look beautiful. " He says to Lee.

"I am," she says.

They nod to Juicy who cues up White Wedding by Billy Idol. I giggle along with the others attending as I remain around the curb where Filip can't see me just yet.

"Jesus, the marriage and the ring the size of a small planet wasn't enough to let everyone know you were his," Clay says as he walks up beside me.

I give a small laugh. "Apparently not."

"Oh, hush, I think it's sweet," Gem says as I choke on my tongue trying not to laugh. That woman was one of a kind.

Tig and Lee take their place and Juice fades out and starts Walk the Line. Filip turns and the dropped jaw and sparkle in his brown eyes compel me from all the way down the aisle. The bikers stand, and we begin the walk. The murmur and chuckles tell me the heart's been noticed. Clay laughs beside me, and we're all grinning when we reach the end, and I'm given away. He pulls my ring off and holds it in his hand as we turn to the priest. The rest is a blur as his eyes smolder with the promise of all the naughty things we're going to do tonight. My pussy slicks and suddenly he's reciting the biker oath, and I have no clue how we breezed through the ceremony. He dips me and kisses me deep, fucking me with his mouth. I dig my nails into the back of his neck and respond in kind. Whistles and claps go up as he rights me and grabs my hand. All you Need is Love plays as we make our way down the aisle to thunderous applause. You forget how big the SONs are until you get them all in one place. We reach the end of the aisle, and I lift my dress to walk over toward the area where the photographer is literally waiting, camera in hand.

"Love, I have to tell you something."

"What's that?" I ask.

"We're leaving for our honeymoon tomorrow to Scotland."

My jaw drops and the camera begins to click.
I throw myself into his arms as he laughs and spins me around. " You're the fucking best." I cover his face with kisses and fall even deeper in love with the man whom I now share a last name with.