Chapter 6

After finding out her mom was drinking again and living in filth, Nora decided she deserved a night to let loose and enjoy herself.

And that's exactly what she planned to do.

Even if the night would be spent at the Clubhouse.

The California air was warm, something that Nora was thankful for seeing as her attire consisted of a red halter top and cut-off jean shorts.

She always wore an outfit that would put her crow tattoo on display whenever she would party at the Clubhouse. The crow on her left thigh symbolized she was Jackson Teller's Old Lady, which served as a warning to others not to fuck with her. She appreciated the perks that came with it — even if she didn't exactly appreciate her husband at the moment.

At 8 o'clock on a Saturday night, there was a raging party already in full swing. Both inside the Clubhouse and the lot had crowds of Patches, Prospects, Hang-arounds, and Croweaters.

As she looked around, Nora knew for certain she needed at least a few shots of tequila to really enjoy herself.

"You ready?"

Nora watched as Muffy put the car in park. Muffy had opted to wear a strapless little black dress that ended a few inches below her ass. Nora let out a breath before she responded, "I guess so."

They got out of the car, and Muffy grinned at her over the top of her car. "Let's go!"

Once they made it inside the Clubhouse, the scents of cigarettes, weed, beer, leather, and strong ass floral scented perfumes surrounded them. Nora resented how the smell of the place was so familiar to her, so much like a second home in a way.

"Nora! It's good to see ya, lass!" A strong Scottish accent hit her ears as she was pulled into the muscular arms of one of her favorite patch members.

"Hey Chibs," Nora grinned as she wrapped him up in a tight hug of her own. "How have you been?"

"I've been good." He released her from the hug, but kept an arm slung across her shoulders. "The real question is, how have you been, lass?" Chibs gave her a pointed look with a raised eyebrow.

Nora shrugged and gave him a sad smile. "Feeling pretty lost, to be honest."

Chibs gave her shoulders a comforting squeeze. "It'll all be alright." He grinned slyly at her, "Does Jackie boy know you're here?"

"I don't see how it's any of his business." Nora remarked as she rolled her eyes. Raising an eyebrow, she gave him a hard stare. "I'd appreciate it if it stayed that way."

Chibs guffawed, "You know he's gonna find out, lovey."

He turned his attention to Muffy before Nora could respond. Chibs slung his other arm over Muffy's shoulders. "Hey there, Muffin."

"Hey Chibby." Muffy grinned at the man. "We need some drinks."

"Say no more." Chibs grinned as he led the women over to the bar where the prospect that tailed Nora was busy passing out drinks.

"Hey prospect!" Chibs yelled out even though they were directly in front of the guy. "Get these ladies whatever they want." He then placed a kiss on both of their heads. "I'll see you girls later."

The women kissed him on his scarred cheeks before he walked off, no doubt in search of some company for later. It wouldn't be hard for him to find someone either, seeing as Chibs was a handsome man.

"What can I get you ladies?"

Nora narrowed her eyes at the prospect. "What's your name?" She asked as she crossed her arms In front of her chest.

"Juice." He responded with a smile as his eyes darted between the two women.

"Okay, Juice. I'd really appreciate it if you wouldn't follow me again." Nora sneered at him as he took out his cell and started typing in it. "I'd also appreciate it if you didn't send that text to Jax."

Juice shrugged as he hit send. "Sorry, Nora. The VP's orders outrank the need to be appreciated by you. What can I get you to drink?"

Muffy laughed as she pushed Nora onto a bar stool and hopped on the one next to her. "She'll take three shots of tequila and I want three shots of Jack."

Nora, although aggravated, couldn't help the grin that came across her face. Muffy knew her too well.

Just before Juice could make their drinks, his phone began ringing. He quickly answered, "Hey VP."

Nora groaned as she heard the name. She made a face at Muffy, which caused the woman to laugh.

"No tequila?" Juice questioned before nodding his head.

Nora's nostrils flared as she pinned Juice with a harsh stare. "Give me that!" She lunged across the counter and snatched the phone from him.

"Fuck off, Jackson." She spat into the phone. "I'm a grown ass woman and I will drink whatever the fuck I want."

Jax laughed.

The motherfucker laughed.

"Every time you have tequila, you either want to fuck or fight." Jax stated as a matter-of-fact, amusement lacing his tone. "Drink whatever else you want. Stay away from the fuckin' Tequila."

Nora nodded her head. "Drink all the tequila. I got it." She hung up the phone and smiled at Juice. "I should probably hold on to this for you." She slipped the phone in her pocket before climbing on to the bar.

"Wait! No!" Juice was panicking, his arms reaching out to grab her, only for her to kick him away. "Stop! Please! Jax is my sponsor! I can't fuck this up!" He pleaded with her as she hopped down and was searching behind the bar for the bottle she was looking for.

"Calm down, Juicy." Muffy laughed as she watched Nora pick up a full bottle of tequila with a triumphant grin. "Let the woman have her tequila. I'll take the blame… I'll also take those shots of Jack now."

Juice stared wide eyed as Nora opened the bottle and took a few long pulls of the alcohol. The color drained from his face as he watched. "I'm fucked."

Nora winked at him before taking a few more gulps. Nodding to herself, she handed him the bottle. "That should do it." Looking around, she found a bottle of Jack and handed it to Muffy, who quickly unscrewed the lid and took a few huge gulps herself.

Within twenty minutes, the women were both feeling the effects of the alcohol, if dancing rather recklessly on the top of a pool table was any indication. They were both tone deaf as they sang along with the jukebox that was playing Cherry Pie.

Some hang arounds were cheering them on, which only encouraged them more, much to Juice's chagrin.

"Please, just answer the phone!" Juice pleaded with Nora, seeing as his phone had been ringing nonstop. The poor guy had been circling the pool table, doing his best to keep the women from toppling off of it—and they had come close to doing so multiple times.

They'd laugh hysterically, and he'd panic as if he was watching a toddler nearly fall into a pool.

Nora was feeling good—better than she had in a long time. She felt flushed from the alcohol and a grin never left her face. Laughing at the man pleading with her, she snatched the phone out of her pocket and tossed it to him.

Juice scrambled to answer it. "Please help me!" His voice took on a high pitch tone that made the women in front of him cackle. "She took my phone." Juice's widened in terror. "I wasn't about to manhandle your wife!" He winced. "They're dancing on top of the pool table… very badly, might I add." Wincing again, Juice hung up the phone.

"Jax is coming." His words amused Nora, although they would have pissed her off earlier in the night.

"Jax is coming." She mocked him before cackling with Muffy.

"Oh, no! You're in trouble now!" Muffy mocked back, causing both girls to laugh so hard they stumbled a bit too far and both fell right over the edge of the pool table.

They landed in a heap on top of Juice, who did his best to catch them. In the end, all he really accomplished was breaking their fall. Nora and Muffy laughed as if it were the most hilarious thing in the world. Juice groaned as he prayed he wouldn't be stripped of his prospect kutte because of them.

"I've gotta pee!" Nora made out through her laughter, causing Muffy to snort in her own laughter.

Juice's eyes widened in panic. "Oh God, no!" He started pushing the women off of him. "Please don't fucking piss on me!"

Nora continued to laugh as she pushed herself up off the floor and stumbled her way to the bathroom.

After using the bathroom, she stood in front of the mirror and took in her appearance. Her face, neck, and chest were flushed, and some of her mascara was smudged underneath her eyes. She used a piece of toilet paper to clean up underneath her eyes. Using the black hair tie she had on her wrist, she put her hair up into a high ponytail.

Satisfied with her appearance, she made her way out of the bathroom in search of Muffy. Maybe the two of them could figure out where Juice had hid the bottles of tequila and Jack, which he had done as soon as the two had walked away from the bar.

It was easy enough to spot the blonde. She was now dancing on top of the bar to the song I Love Rock 'n' Roll. Juice was on the ground following her with his arms held out as if he expected her to fall.

"Nora!" Muffy caught her eyes and grinned. She waved her arm frantically. "Come dance with me, bitch!"

Nora grinned back as she started making her way over to the bar, only to be halted by a guy stepping in her path.

"Hey beautiful." He smirked at her. His brown eyes were glassy, proving that he was intoxicated. "How about we go back to my place?" He shook his head to get his shaggy brown hair out of his eyes before he stepped closer to her.

He looked young. Nora eyed his attire, a gray university sweatshirt and some Khaki shorts with some Sperry's on his feet. Definitely a college freshman, if she had to guess.

Glancing behind him, there were four other guys dressed similar to him. All wearing shit-eating grins as they watched their interactions.

This was an occurrence that happened now and then. A few college punks would show up and make bets with each other to sleep with the women that hang around the Clubhouse.

Though, it was definitely the first time that someone had the balls to try it on an Old Lady. Nora wasn't sure if the guy was brave or stupid. Maybe both?

"What's your name?" She questioned with an eyebrow raised as she took a step back to put some distance between them.

"Jeremy." He grinned at her and took another step towards her. He leaned his head down to whisper in her ear. "What's yours?"

Her nose wrinkled at the sensation of his breath on the side of her face. Nora moved away from him and gestured to the tattoo on her thigh. "Do you see this?"

He nodded, biting his lip as his eyes zeroed in on the tattoo for only a moment before he was trailing his eyes up and down the length of her. "I noticed it earlier."

Nora crossed her arms over her chest and raised her eyebrow. "You understand what that means, right?"

He nodded again before shrugging his shoulders carelessly. He leaned down again, leaving his face only a few inches from hers. "I've been watching you all night… and I don't think he's here." He grinned before tipping his head in the bar's direction. "You think your friend would hook up with one of my buddies?"

As if on cue, Nora felt the shift in the atmosphere and she knew.

Jax was there.

How could she not know?

His presence was dominating and demanding of respect. She looked over Jeremy's shoulder and her eyes connected with the icy blue ones of her husband.

And just because she thought Jeremy was a cocky little shit, and she wanted to piss off Jax, Nora pushed herself flush against Jeremy, who didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around her waist. Standing on her tippy toes so that she could barely brush her lips against his ear, she grinned when not only did she feel Jeremy shiver, but she watched smugly as Jax's jaw clenched and his nostrils flared.

Oh, Jax was red with rage.

She let out a small, gleeful laugh before she whispered in Jeremy's ear as she watched Jax stalk towards them. "You really shouldn't be a disrespectful little shit."

"Wha- " Jeremy's question was cut off as Jax ripped him away from her and threw his fist in the guy's face, causing a loud crack to fill the air. Jeremy fell to the floor as he held his nose, which had blood gushing from it.

Obviously thinking that wasn't enough, Jax straddled the guy and continued throwing more punches at Jeremy's face. Jeremy did the best he could to protect his face, all the while yelling for his buddies to help him.

Jeremy's buddies all stood around with their mouths gaping, all too scared shitless to even attempt to help their friend.

"Oh, shit!" Muffy yelled as she made her way through the crowd that was now surrounding the fight—if one could even call it that—so that she could stand next to Nora. She looked at Nora incredulously before demanding, "Are you insane? I thought you said you didn't want to cause some guy's death?!"

Nora couldn't wipe the smirk off of her face even if she tried. Sure, maybe it was petty of her… childish even. But knowing she got underneath Jax's skin filled her with a sense of pride that she didn't even understand herself.

Watching him fight someone because of his jealousy made her feel wanted—a feeling that she had missed during those four months. She loved to watch him unleash his primal need to show her and anyone around that she was his. He was dominating, and it completely captivated her.

She knew it was unhealthy… toxic, even. Maybe she would regret her behavior when she was sober… but Nora, drunk on tequila, was a whole other bitch.

One with no fucks to give.

"Little shit thought we would be an easy lay for him and his buddies." Nora informed Muffy, whose eyes narrowed and her lips curled back in a snarl.

"Kick his ass, Jax!" Muffy roared out above the crowd.

It didn't take long before Juice and Chibs pulled Jax off of Jeremy, who scrambled to his feet and put as much distance between them as he could.

Jax pointed a ringed finger viciously towards Jeremy and his buddies that were holding on to him. "If I ever see any of you here again, next time I won't stop!"

"We're sorry man!" One guy said quickly, "We didn't know she was taken!"

"Oh, bullshit!" Nora couldn't help but call out, "What happened to 'I've been watching you all night… I don't think he's here'?"

"Shut up, bitch!" Jeremy yelled as he glared and jabbed a finger at her.

A second later, Jax was released, and he sent a last punch to Jeremy's face, effectively knocking the guy out cold.

"Get the fuck out." Jax ordered the guys as he shook his hand out.

They didn't need to be told twice as they quickly grabbed Jeremy and drug him out the door with them. Everyone else went back to what they were doing before the fight broke out.

Jax stalked towards Nora and roughly gripped the back of her ponytail and yanked her head back until she was staring up at him with a smirk tugging at the corners of her red lips. Leaning down, his face mere inches from her own, his hard eyes pinned her with a glare. "We're goin' to my fuckin' room. We've got a lot of shit to talk about." He said through clenched teeth.

She shivered. Smiling, she cocked an eyebrow at him. "Make me."

It was a challenge.

One she knew he would accept.

And accept it, he did. Not even a second after the statement had left her lips, he threw her over his shoulder and she gave him a hard smack on his ass as he hauled her off down the hallway.

Nora knew she was playing with fire… and she was willing to pour gasoline on it.

Would she regret it all tomorrow?

Probably.

Did she care?

No.

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