CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTEEN

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Cam looks over at me and narrows her eyes "Why?"

"That big red covered thing in the corner, I'd like you to use it to take some of the guys to the cleaners."

Cam glances over her head at the pool table, currently not being used and then back at me "Why?"

I grin at her "They'd never believe that you can beat them."

Cam narrows her eyes "Because I'm a girl?"

I nod silently as her face takes on a very wicked look "I'll give you three games, you get to pick who I play but after that I want to spend another night getting to know the you that you were before you came to New York. This time I'll be nice and let you have vodka as long as I can have tequila."

I nod again and look around the room. "Well I know I want you to go against both Jax and Ope, but Jax knows that too." Looking over at Donna I shrug "Who else?"

"Tig. He'll hate having his ass handed to him by a girl, but he'll love it all the same."

Cam looks at me "He's the guy with the crazy look aye?"

I nod and she shudders but acquiesces with a twitch of her head.

Jax appears by my side and tugs lightly on the sleeve of his hoodie till I stand up; he slides onto the seat and pulls me back down onto his thighs. "What are you lot talking about?"

Opie shakes his head in disbelieve "Apparently your Old Lady thinks that Cam can beat us on the table."

Jax chuckles as he pulls his hoodie off my arms again and drapes it over the back of the chair he's sitting on "Well she can dream."

I roll my eyes at Cam "So I think then we need to put a wager on this, just between you, me and Ope."

Jax smirks at me and looks at Opie who nods without even thinking "Right, then when we win you cook us a gourmet meal."

"How many courses?" I ask quickly.

"I don't know."

"Well you can have three which would be starter, main and dessert or you can go five course which is starter, soup, salad, main and dessert. I'm not doing any more than that though I did help with a 21 course meal once. That was a nightmare."

Jax's eyes widen "Why the fuck would someone have a 21 course meal?"

I giggle "Because they wanted to prove they were rich and fancy. There were 2 soups and 2 dessert courses. The whole meal took like 3 hours."

Jax shakes his head "3 will be fine."

I nod "Okay and when Cam beats you both I want a weekend with all of us at the cabin like we used to have."

Opie grins "Really? Like we used to have?"

I nod "Before all the bullshit got in the way. How you and Jax used to ring D and I with less than an hour's notice that we were going up there but we'd have the greatest time."

Opie and Jax share a look and nod Jax pushing his hands under mine and linking our fingers together "We can most definitely do that babe."

I smile "Good, but of course we'll have the addition of Juice and Al, and Cam if she's still here."

Cam clears her throat "And what do I get out of this?"

"Bragging rights." I reply "And the interrogation that I know you want."

Cam shrugs "Okay."

Jax leans down and whispers in my ear "Should we put our own side bet on it?"

I twist slightly so I can look at him and cock my eyebrow "What are you thinking?"

"If I win you tell me exactly what Paradise Lost is."

I swallow and meet his eyes "I'll tell you anyway."

Jax smiles "I know."

Cam taps me on the shoulder but I shake my head "We'll be there in a second. Go rack the balls."

Hearing all of them leave the table Jax's eyes stay fixed on mine "Paradise Lost is a gym in New York."

"Okay."

I smile brightly at him as I get off his knee before leaning over "It had amazing classes for pole dancing."

Darting out of his grip I join our friends by the pool table with giggles still falling from my lips. Al looks over "What's up with you?"

I point at Jax who's standing still by the table, a dumbstruck expression on his face "He must have found one of the business cards from Paradise."

Al and Cam both look at him and shake their heads. "What the fuck is Paradise and why does he look like he's been slapped with a wet fish." Opie asks dropping the last ball into the rack.

Jax regains his composure and stalks over, his eyes fixed on mine "What exactly did you do there?"

Al bursts into laughter and leans against Cam as they watch the exchange that could end a couple of ways.

"Well," I smile coyly at him looking up through my eyelashes "Al, Cam and I all took a few classes there. We did a couple of different classes. Zumba was fun for about the first 2 weeks then it got boring and we ended up doing boxfit which lasted a little longer."

Jax's eyes narrow "And?"

"We ended up signing up for the pole dancing class."

"All three of you?" He sounds stunned. I nod and he shakes his head "And I'm only just finding out this now?"

I shrug "You didn't ask, but it was fun."

"Jesus Christ." Jax mutters pulling me to his chest and kissing me hard, his tongue sliding over mine slowly. "You will show me what you learnt. That's my side bet on this game."

"Sure thing baby, but when Cam wins I wanna do something dirty." Jax's eyes widen and Donna coughs loudly behind us "I want you to take me to Bluebird so I can play with your gun."

Jax's eyes widen for a second before he smirks "Darlin', we do not have to go to Bluebird for you to play with my gun."

I poke my tongue out at him "Not that one. I've been back weeks and haven't done any target practice, I don't want to get rusty."

Jax agrees and lets go of me but as I turn to go join Al and Donna where they're sitting on the other side of the table he wraps his arms around my shoulders and steps up to my back, his mouth brushing my ear lobe "I promise I'll make sure to keep things lubricated enough that they never rust."

Donna clears her throat and looks at us "Are you two still engaged in your verbal foreplay. Come on, we're waiting."

Jax lets me go and turns to the table to find that Cam and Ope have already been through tossing a coin and Opie won, leaving Jax to break I smile at Cam "Beat them good Cammy."

She tips her head and pretends like she's taking a hat off "I'll do my best."