CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

Website where all photos of all outfits mentioned is on my profile. I'm suffering a bit of writers block at the moment. I need to get to a point to start wrapping this story up and it's just not bending where I want it to. On the upside, there will be a 4th in the series I am almost 100% sure of.

Jax shakes me awake far too early, handing me my phone "It's Ma."

I rub my face and sit up "Morning Gem."

"Did you know a fucken great dirty digger showed up at your house yesterday?" She asks, sounding like she's already inhaled at least one pot of coffee.

I giggle "I knew it was coming. Does that mean that the inside is done?"

"Not quite, it'll be done this afternoon. Living room is completed; last of the kitchen insulation and lining is being done this morning by Miles and Kip. Those boys love you you know."

I smile "Like me, or are scared of me?"

Gemma chuckles "You're their future Queen. It better be both."

I'm shocked "What?"

"Oh baby, we all know that Jax'll be the next President. Granted it won't be for another 10 years or so, but you're gonna be their Pres.'s Old Lady. Better get used to it."

I blink up at Jax "Gem, Jax knows he'll be the President eventually. But don't push him okay? He's not ready for anything like that being mentioned yet. He's got Abel to deal with and now the added complication of me."

Jax nods thoughtfully understanding the reason I've told Gemma that while he's in the room.

"I know he's got Abel, and I wouldn't say you're a complication, more a completion."

Jax walks out of the room while I quickly finish talking to Gemma, she only wanted to check we'd got back okay and that Jax knew not to come into the garage today. I hang up the phone and set it on the table beside the bed as he comes back in with two steaming coffee cups.

"Gem said to have the day off. Something about having ridden 10 hours in 2 days means you deserved a day off, and with Fresno tomorrow you needed a rest."

Jax hands me my cup and sits on the edge of the bed "Then Fresno down here Saturday for what will be an interesting night."

I raise an eyebrow "Why?"

"Luann has a whole lot of girls coming in to entertain. Don't get involved in shit please?" Jax fixes his gaze on me.

"As long as Ima keeps her hands off you, then she'll be reminded that you are not public property. I won't start shit, but I will finish it." The smile on my face isn't a nice one. I can tell there's a distinct violence about it just by the way my mouth has twitched.

Jax shakes his head "So day off, what do we do with that?"

I grin "Well, there's a car load of shopping that needs to be distributed, I want to check up on the house then I guess there's nothing else on the agenda."

"Hap and Al for tattoo designs, talk to Simon, if we can find him." Jax says, slowly drinking his coffee. "But I do actually think that may be all."

I sigh "That's enough. But we do have to go see Abel this afternoon." I smile widely at the thought of seeing the little boy who's quickly wiggled right into the centre of my heart, occupying the space with his father.

We sit in relative silence while we finish our coffees and when both cups are empty Jax sets them on the bed side table and flops down on the bed beside me, tucking his arm around my waist.

He leans over and kisses me before pulling back, getting to his feet and flicking the blankets off the bed "Right, up now! Shit to do."

I groan and swing my legs off the side of the bed "Slave driver." I mutter, walking past Jax and through to the bathroom.

A long hot shower, clean clothes and another cup of coffee later I'm standing in front of the stove making omelettes and toast for breakfast when there's a knock at the door. "Jax, can you get that, I'm up to my elbows in egg."

"Sure thing Darlin'." Jax comes through from the living room where he'd been opening bills.

"Did I hear eggs?" Opie's voice booms through the house the second that the doors open.

"You did. D, come help me if I'm feeding you two as well. Where are the twins?" I say and ask as I spin back to the fridge and retrieve the eggs, tomatoes, ham, cheese, onions and milk.

Setting everything on the bench Donna raises her eyebrows "What do you want me to do?"

I shove the tomatoes, onions and ham at her "Slice them, and where are my god kids?"

"Gem's taken them for breakfast. Apparently they decided that yesterday, Mommy and Daddy being back wasn't enough to convince them to stay home." Donna says as she pulls a knife out of the block and starts slicing.

20 minutes the omelettes are all made and we're sitting down with another pot of coffee and a rack full of toast. Jax and Opie inhale their breakfasts so fast that I'm sure they'll end up with indigestion while Donna and I eat slowly, chatting softly about the stuff that we brought, and the packages which have to be delivered to Al at some stage.

We'd picked a couple of things for Cam while we were shopping and I vaguely think about ringing her. A quick look at my watch lets me know that it'd be almost lunch time in New York so after I finish my breakfast I head into the living room calling over my shoulder that I'm gonna ring Cam.

Dialling her number from my phone it only takes a couple of rings before she's picking up the phone with a cheery greeting.

After I apologise profusely for not ringing before, which only gets a laughing reply telling me that I've been far too busy with Jax.

We spend the next 45 minutes talking about everything that she's missed. I fill in the blanks about Al and her relationship with Juice and the concerned noise that Cam makes lets me know that while Al has told her most of it, there have been a few things missed.

"Well, S, Al is a big girl. She may get hurt, but from what you've told me it sounds like Juice is just as into her as she is into him. If shit ends badly well we'll deal with it like we did with the other ones. Lots of ice cream, booze and bad movies."

When we eventually hang up the phone Donna and Opie have already left, they both waved as they went. I hear Jax out in the kitchen and when I go out to check what he's up to I'm surprised that the dishes have all been done and the kitchen is spotless again.

He meets my curious gaze with a shrug "Figured if this was done when you stopped yapping we could go straight away."

I mock glare at him "Yapping!? Do I look like a Chihuahua?"

Jax crosses the kitchen and wraps his arms around me, kissing me lightly on the forehead "No, you're much too gorgeous to compare to a rat-dog."

I giggle and smack him lightly on the arm. "Well, where are we off to first?"

Jax shrugs nonchalantly "Where ever you'd like."

"Ok, well I'd like to deliver the shopping and dump my truck at the garage; we can use your bike for the rest of the day."

Jax nods and brings in my collection of shopping bags while I retrieve my jacket and slip a pair of shoes on, but it only takes another couple of minutes before we're walking out the door.

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