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Taming Ava & Fixing Jax - A Modern Fairytale

Chapter 46 Old Lady Blues

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Jax had received a warm welcome home from every Charming resident that crossed his path. In the few short days since his release he hadn't left Charming so he had no idea the documentary on his wrongful conviction had made him into a celebrity outside his small town.

It started with a woman in her early twenties with short dark hair asking him if he was the Jax Teller in the documentary. When he confirmed his identity, she immediately wanted to take a picture with him. The last pictures that had been taken of him were mug shots. This provided a refreshing change. Before she finished taking pictures with him, a teenaged girl came up to him with her brother also wanting a picture. The crowd just kept growing. Even after people took pictures, they lingered.

Everyone wanted him to know they were on his side and were glad that those that framed him were in trouble and hoped they went to jail. Jax agreed with that.

More people gathered once they heard that Jax from the documentary was at the airport. Even those that hadn't seen the documentary or knew who he was had to come and take a look at him because he'd been on TV. There's also not a lot to do at an airport.

All Ava could do was stare at the growing crowd around Jax. She could tell by the way he was talking to the girls that he was flirting with them. He was eating up the attention. His ego was enormous and this incident was going to make him even more overbearing and insufferable.

For the moment, all she could do was stand there watching the crowd grow. She had no idea what she should do. She could find a table and wait until his adoring public left or she could wade through the crowd and remind him that she existed.

She watched as girls began to kiss him on the cheek while taking a picture. He'd looked down the front of women's tops not even bothering to be subtle. He was the oinkiest of all pigs. Asshole.

She wasn't jealous at the way he would slide his arm around a girl for a picture. He could have sex with every girl in the airport on a table, on the floor or against the wall and she couldn't have cared less. He was having a good time soaking up the attention and that's what angered her.

A homeland security officer walked through the crowd to Jax. Ava expected the man to do his job and disburse the people. Instead, he wanted a picture with Jax. Now, this was why this country was going to hell. Homeland Security would rather take pictures than do their jobs. Ava's lips tightened as she watched the man joke with Jax.

To Ava's astonishment as soon as the security officer left, another took his place wanting a picture with Jax. Who was keeping the homeland secure while these assholes were taking selfies with Jax? They ought to be doing their jobs stealing toiletries out of suitcases and telling people they had too much liquid in their bags. She hated Homeland Security, but not as much as she hated Jax at that moment.

A couple of people were shooting video of Jax and his throng of admirers. What was wrong with people and their incessant need to record their lives? Ava just didn't get it.

It was time to wreck Jax's fun. She walked over to the crowd of more than a dozen men and women. As she tried to work her way towards Jax, people were telling her to wait her turn and complained about her pushing her way into the crowd.

Jax noticed Ava moving towards him. She stood out in a crowd with her height and her russet hair.

"Ava," he said. He reached out and pulled her through the crowd so she could stand by his side.

"Hey, everyone, I'd like you to meet my beautiful and charming old lady Ava Teller."

His eyes met hers and she knew that he was mocking her. He was always so damned sure of himself. It was one of the things she hated about him.

She stood there, frozen by his announcement. She wondered if their hotel room had a balcony and if she could shove him off it and sell it to the cops as an accident or suicide. It wouldn't work anyway; she wasn't strong enough. Damn.

"I didn't know you were married," a woman with long blonde hair said in a pouty voice.

"It didn't mention anything in the documentary," another woman complained.

"The documentary was just about my wrongful conviction. That's why she wasn't mentioned. Ava believed in me so much she married me while I was in prison," Jax said smiling at Ava. "She was a prison bride."

"Lucky me," Ava said. She had a bright fake smile on her face. "What woman doesn't dream of a prison wedding? It was just so romantic. The vending machines at the prison catered our reception."

"No wedding night though. I spent the night alone."

"I spent the night crying into my pillow wondering if Jax would ever be free," Ava said. Her voice had a mocking tone that was so subtle only someone who knew her would pick up on it.

"I was lucky that Ava's father believed in me as much as she did. He did what my attorney should have done at my trial and dug into the two corrupt ATF agents. It takes forever for a wrongful conviction to be overturned. Filming the documentary and getting my story out there was his way of trying to get me out as quickly as possible. It's thanks to him and my beautiful bride that I'm free."

"My father is very smart," Ava said.

"Ava and I are on our way to Hawaii for our honeymoon," Jax shared. "She's really been looking forward to it," Jax said draping an arm around her and winking.

Ava could see the hungry looks the women were giving him. They found him sexy as hell. She didn't get it. How could they not see that he was oozing toxic masculinity?

He dropped his hand to her waist and stomach area.

"We're hoping to get pregnant right away," Jax said with a wide grin.

"Jax has always wanted to be a stay at home mom," Ava countered. She longed to slap that smile off his face.

"She's joking. She really wants nothing more than to be a stay at home wife and mother. She's an old fashioned girl."

Her appearance did nothing to deter from people coming up and wanting a picture with Jax. They simply asked her if she would step aside. The nightmare didn't end until it was time to board their plane.

Hawaii was going to be hell.