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Chapter 509 Speaker Phone

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Clay was sitting at the kitchen table with Gemma, his cell phone was on the table on speaker so she could hear both sides of the conversation.

There was a long pause on Jax's end of the conversation.

"I hope she's OK," Jax said, his voice calm. "If she's still in the hospital when I get back to town on Tuesday, I might stop in."

"Your mother thinks she's having a heart attack," Clay reminded him.

"I'm sure you'll handle it just fine."

"Are you telling me that your mother is having a heart attack and you can't be bothered to go to the hospital?" Clay demanded raising his voice.

"Pretty much covers it. Come on, Clay, this is just another one of her stunts. I'm not falling for it this time. She's cried wolf one too many times."

"Don't do something you might regret."

"Don't let her manipulate you into doing her dirty work," Jax cautioned him. "Enough's enough. I am finally seeing Gemma for who she is and not who I want her to be. I gotta go. I don't want to be late picking Scarlett up." Jax ended the call.

"I can't fucking believe that Jax would rather be with his whore than check on me when I might be dying."

"He gets to have sex with her," Clay pointed out.

Gemma scowled at him.

"I'm his damned mother. He's only got one of me. There's plenty of pussies out there. She's not unique."

"Gemma, sooner or later he was going to catch on to these convenient heart attacks of yours," Clay said getting to his feet. "I've had enough of your pathological sick connection to Jax. He's a grown man. Sooner or later, he was going to get out from under your thumb. It's about damned time too."

Jax had earned Clay's grudging respect for not falling for Gemma's latest fake heart attack scam. Gemma was just too attached to Jax. It wasn't healthy.

"That blonde whore is just manipulating him. She's got him so spun out, he can't even think straight. That's bad for the club." Gemma went to Clay and lightly touched his arm.

Clay pulled away from Gemma.

"I'm the one who decides what's bad for the club," he shouted. "Not you. You're just an old lady," Clay said raising his voice to get his point across.

Gemma's face flushed with anger.

"You should be taking my side."

"Not when you're wrong I'm not," Clay said. "Here's what's going to happen. You really think you're having a heart attack, call 911. Otherwise, eat your lunch and then get your ass back to TM. I will do one thing for you. I'll call Jax and tell him the chest pains passed and you think it was just indigestion. That will help you save face with him, but that's the most I'm going to do for you in this. I will not take you to the hospital and help you with this stupid game of yours."

Jax's words had gotten under Clay's skins. Even worse, Jax was right. He stormed out deciding he'd rather have pizza with the guys than lunch with Gemma.

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Jax made it over the Gemma faking a heart attack hurdle, but the obstacles to sex are not over for Jax and Scarlett. And no one will ever guess what Jax's present for Scarlett is.