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Are you feeling that stolen hour, cause I know we are. This is a short bit, but there will be more later this week. We wanted to get something out for y'all to read in the meantime.
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Mo Astor Chapter 24
Journee
It's odd stepping out into the sunshine and heat. Scotland had an overcast, damp vibe that I enjoyed immensely. It was like a permanent fall. Fall, my favorite, but not an often experienced season. Filip threads his fingers in mine as he leads me toward the baggage claim and I mentally switch modes. It's Chibs now unless we're alone or in close company. Things are different here. There's a lack of freedom that comes with being back home, but this is where our roots are planted. I wouldn't know what to do with a normal life. My time spent in college showed me that. I couldn't relate to the average eighteen and nineteen-year-olds, hungry for their first taste of freedom and making shitty decisions. In our life, you're always older than your years.
You have no choice. You see and hear too much, and safety precautions are a real thing. It changes the way you view life. I wanted to do my time, get a slip of paper and get out. There's something to be said about having a skill to fall back on, and I like the image it gives me. There's protection in that. The best thing an Old lady can offer is a good reputation. It keeps them separate from the shadiness the town knows Samcro has going on. It's a careful balance we keep with Charming. We keep the corporations away who'd end their "Charming" way of life, and they turn a blind eye to the MC. It's a system that works as long as everyone holds up their end of the bargain.
"Do we know who's picking us up?" I ask.
"No clue, Love."
Deep down I want it to be Juice. Two weeks is a long time to go without seeing his face or hearing his voice. I worry about my misguided son. He wasn't brought up in this life, and his naivety could potentially get him in trouble. I'm working on the areas someone could exploit. I've seen what happens to men like him before in our culture. Chibs and I will make damn sure it doesn't on our watch.
Chibs grabs our bags, and I admire his strength and gentlemanly ways. I've been in love with him since I was fifteen, but the reality of being his woman is even better than my teenage dreaming. He returns, and I thank God we opted to mail the other bags home.
"Ready, love?"
"I am."
We move toward the exit, and I smile as I spot a familiar head of hair.
"Jackie boy," Chibs yells making me giggle. J gives Chibs a fleeting smile and a manly hug.
"Good to have you back home, brother."
His eyes are dull, and there's tension he's holding. I glance around and frown when I don't see Lee.
"What happened? Where's Lee?"
"I needed some one-on-one with my sister," he says sheepishly.
I sigh. "What did you do?"
"What? Me? Nothing. That's exactly why I'm trying to talk to you. I need some advice on how to proceed."
I glance at Chibs. "Do you mind driving , Filip? This is going to take awhile."
"Aye, I'll drive, get our boy fixed up."
"Start from the beginning," I say as I walk between the two of them.
"Well, for starters. Wendy went off yesterday .We were there to check up on her, and I flipped out when I found her hanging over the toilet puking her brains."
"Did she—
"No, but that was my first thought too. She's just got really bad morning sickness."
"Stupid bitch," I mumble.
"Yeah, well she was right. I left, she found out she was pregnant, and I hooked up with Lee and got happy. I haven't thought about what this would do to her or later, my relationship with my own kid. I mean shit…I'm creating a shit storm for him or her to be born into. What judge in their right mind is going to award full custody to a man with my record or my affiliations?"
"The one we buy," I say honestly.
He shakes his head. "There's so much shit going on at once, Journee."
My full name is a screaming siren. He never does well when forced out of his depth.
"When isn't it in our lives? It's just another hurdle to climb. Wendy was already crazy. You add hormones, and a woman scorned vibe to the mix, and you get extra insane. She'll calm down after it's all said and done, cause she knows as well as we do, she has no choice. That bitch ain't got the balls to try to take you to court. She knows who runs this town. You have to deal with her and keep the peace until she pops baby T out."
"Baby T?"
"Teller, duh."
He chuckles.
"You make it sounds so easy."
"Not easy, just necessary. Problem solved. Can I get my Lee time now?"
"About her…"
"Jackson Nathaniel Teller, I've been waiting what feels like my entire life for shit to happen between you two. If you ruin this now, I will fucking kill you with my bare hands."
"Jesus, Baby J." He looks at Chibs. "You sleep with one eye open brother?"
"I don't inspire that emotion in her, Jackie boy." He winks, and I giggle.
Jax shakes his head as we finish our trip through the underground tunnel to the car. He hits the key FOB, unlocks the car and pops the trunk. I can tell there's more. He'll spill it once we're in the backseat alone. I place my hand on Chibs chest and tilt my head up for a kiss. He palms my ass, pulling my body to his and I moan as our tongues tangle. The wedding changed a few things. He never would've done this in public before. I like it. We part, and he places his forehead against mine.
"Thank you for understanding."
"Always, lennan. I know his happiness affects your own." I place my hand over his heart before I peel my body from his and force myself to join Jax.
"This better be good. I should be sucking face with my old man during this ride."
"I love her, Journee."
I laugh. "Is that all? Bro, I could've told you that years ago. I tried a dozen times."
"You don't understand. This changes everything."
"This is what it means to really care for someone, Jax. That fear of hurting them or losing them is how you know it's the real thing. You're finally ready to put someone ahead of yourself. I'm so glad I'm here to see it. Humility looks good on you." I muse his hair, and he swats my hand.
"You're a little shit. You know that?"
"Seriously Jay. You're freaked out because you finally have something you don't want to lose. It's not a bad thing. It'll keep you from making dumb ass decisions. The real tragedy would be living a life where you never experience that kind of love. We both know you dropping the L word on Lee right now would not be a good thing. You jump in head first. She tests the water repeatedly, waits a little more, and then she dips a toe in. You need to be patient. You want to keep her? Then you need to temper that impulsiveness and wait for the right moment."
"When will that be?"
"I don't know, but you will."
He huffs.
"J, have I ever steered you wrong when it's this important?"
"No." he shakes his head.
"And I won't start now."
He takes a deep breath and nods. "Alright."
"You good."
"As good as I'm going to get."
I pat his cheek. "Welcome to the land of mortals young blonde god."
"What?" he wrinkles his nose, and I laugh as we weave through traffic. Someone's eager to get home. The tone for Simple Man rings out. "Mama told me when I was young..." And I laugh. Of course, she has to call the minute, we land.
He rolls his eyes. "Hey, Ma. Yes, I have them. Because Chibs is driving. Nothing. Can't a man want to catch up with his sister?" He scowls." Seriously? They just got back. They probably have jet lag out the ass." He grimaces. "Yeah, I'll let them know. No, Lee isn't pissed at me. Yes, I know. I don't plan on it."
It's always amusing to see Jax read the riot act by his mother. Partially because it means she's not going in on me. She took the mother role to heart, and never let go. I've had my ass chewed out by her more times than I want to remember. "She's right here." He thrusts the phone at me, and I know the shoe is now on the other foot.
"Hey, Ma."
"Hey, baby, good to hear your voice. I worried that he'd chained you to a bed and decided to keep you over there permanently."
I laugh. "It's more likely it'd be the other way around."
She chuckles. "That's my girl. A woman's got to know how to control things while letting the man think he's running the show."
"You taught me well."
"That I did. We're having a family dinner tonight. I expect to see the two of you there."
I mentally sigh. "Ma, we just touched down."
"Exactly. So you'll have enough time to spruce up, bring those vacation photos, and get home."
I roll my eyes and bang my head against the seat.
Jax chuckles, and I elbow him in the ribs. His laughter becomes a groan, and it's my turn to smirk.
"Fine, we'll be there."
"Good. I can't wait to have my babies all together again. Especially now that you're married and soon to be carrying a grandbaby. The first one with a mother I love."
I shake my head. That's Gemma always light years ahead of everyone else. The ink is barely dry on the marriage license, and she's talking about kids.
"We just got married."
"And it's past time we had some little brown babies running around here."
I snort. "Only you could get away with saying that."
"Damn straight. " I hear her exhale, and I know she's smoking.
"We'll be there, but we might be late. I have to hunt up clean clothes."
"I can't wait to see you, baby. Love you."
"Love you too Ma." I hang up and shake my head.
"You miss Scotland yet?" Jax asks.
I laugh. "Meh, this is home. Besides I'm about to have a niece or nephew, and I wouldn't miss that for the world."
"It's coming up fast."
"How are you feeling about that?"
"Ready. I had a talk with my dad, and I got my head on straight. I can be a good dad."
"I know you will be," I say sincerely. "You got a lot of people who'll kick your ass if you aren't."
He chuckles. "Never one to mince words."
"I hear it's a family trait of mine."
"Yeah. I hear your big brother is pretty cool." He wraps his arms around my shoulders and pulls me against him.
"God, you are so conceited." I roll my eyes and shake my head. "Tell me what else I've missed while I've been away."
I lean into his warmth as he tells me in a boyish animated way that fills me with joy. He's changing in the best possible way.
