Hey guys so after reviewing and rereading the first chapter noticed there was a few details in the story that changed. You see when I first wrote the first chapter it was so long ago and then I didn't have time to continue it until last night. But don't worry I will be doing my best from now on getting you guys new chapters in the future!:) but first let me clear some stuff up before we move forward...
Jax's has only cheated on Cle once and that was the night she found out she was pregnant and left. The only other time was when after they got in a fight she did find him with a Crow-Eater before at the clubhouse during a party sitting on his lap. When Cleo got there and saw she punched her in order to state Jax as her man and ended up going to the hospital because she broke her hand. So yeah Jax has been faithful up until that one night that drove Cleo away.
Oh and let me just let you know I've changed the location of Cleo's Crow tattoo. Instead of on the Hip, its gonna be on the side of chest like Gemma's. Hope you guys enjoy this chapter! If anyone has any questions just Inbox me and ill be happy to clarify anything up for you. Oh and I just love when you guys give REVIEWS they are so motivating!
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I expected Jaxs to yell, to cuse me out, but instead he surprised me. But as soon as the first sob left his mouth I pulled him chest. I didnt even hesitate, hugging him to me I could feel him shaking and my heart broke.
Glancing down at my belly he placed his hand over my stomach almost as if he was imaging our unborn child in there.
"You would have been a amazing mother" Jax whispered softly a sad smile on his handsome face. I could feel tears staring to form at the corner of my eyes threatening to break free.
"And you would have been a great daddy Jax." I replied forming a small smile on my lips.
Out of everything we went through Jax and I were always there for one another. As children Jax and Opie were always best friends but as soon as I came into the picture the duo turned into a trio. We were thick as thieves. But it was Jax's bed that would spend most nights in. When I was younger I would wake up to nightmares from my childhood and craw into Jaxs bed. He alwayed protected me, he would never say a word but move over as I crawed in and wrap his arms around me while I cried myself to sleep. Even as I got older and when Jax started to date Tara, no matter how old we got or what fights we ended up in, Jax always made sure to leave a spot on his bed for me. And I loved him for that. I missed those days when they were all carefree, so full of life not a worry in sight. We thought we were invincible. Even when Jax started to get more deep into the Club and taking on more dangerous we alwayed believed we were untouchable, but we couldnt have been further from the true. And as I held him tighter feeling Jax start to relax, I wondered why for all those years I kept dealing with all the bullshit that went along with the SAMCROW. But as I look down at this beautiful man that I held in my arms I knew the answer. For him.
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Today was the day I had to help Gemma with the fair. No doubt the whole town would be there. Being back in town for no more then one day I was already getting involved in SAMCROW. I guess that's what comes with the territory. No matter how long I went away Charming would always be my home. Signing I pulled myself out of bed, I was exhausted. My eyes having difficulty opening wanting nothing more then to pull the covers over my head and go back to sleep. Last night after Jax's and I so called talk, we stayed on the roof and just talked for hours as if I never left. I could still tell we had a lot of things we still needed to say to each other that built up over the years. But as I sat on our old roof last night I couldn't help but realize how easy it was for the two of us to fall back into step with one another. I still wasn't sure where that left our relationship tho. We ended up on civil enough terms, each of us occasionally flirting back and fourth ever now and again but that didn't mean Iwas anywhere ready to get back into that type of commitment.
Bushing my hair I ended up deciding on a simple pony tail would be good enough for today. I threw on a pair of old fashion vans and black low cut V-neck shirt and made my way out the door.
Gemma was already down at the Park getting the booth together for today's events, so it was my job to get beer. I drove down to the nearest gas stationed and picked up at least what must have been ten, twenty four packs of beer. After arriving at the Park around eleven, things were just starting to get busy from the looks of it. Kids were running around playing and going on ride after ride.
Gaining my attention I noticed Gemma waving frantically while standing at our tent along with all the other wives and girlfriends of members from the MC. It was always the women's jobs to organized and participate in community events like this, keeping up appearances.
"About time you showed up, I was about to call in a search party for you missy." Gemma said from looking up over her glasses.
"Yeah sorry, the gas station was packed and almost out of beer. I snagged the last of them." I said giving the women a triumphant smile.
"That's my girl." Gemma said patting my shoulder and walking away to take care of whatever else that needed to be done.
The day went by fairly smoothly. Every now and then someone would recognize me and ask me how
I was or where I went off too. Donna even came by to help out bringing along the kids. As soon as I saw her I ran up to her causing me to knock both off us on the ground giggling. I was easy to tell time haven't change the affection the we both held for each other. Both of us having a mutual understand of the so call life we lived, forever bonding us as girlfriends.
The day was going smoothly enough, our tent was doing pretty well with our bake safe. People loved home made brownies, cupcakes and cookies. There were aton of them, Gemma really out did herself. It was staring to slow down tho, the sun making its way to set.
Deciding it was time for some beer I asked the ladies if anyone wanted any, Donna and a women named Lauren quickly jumping at the opportunity of any type of alcohol. I made my way over to the beer booth.
The line for beer was long but made a good distraction. Taking in my surroundings I noticed two figures walking up to Gemma's booth. They stood out from the crowed. Waring two leather cuts, hair slicked back I immediately knew who they were before I even needed a second glance. Jax and Opie where talking to Donna and Gemma about something I couldn't make out. All of them looking like they were in deep conversation. I realized must have been staring a little to long because Jax seemed to have noticed. Running his hand through his blond hair he turned and made eye contact throwing me that Jax Teller smirk that he knew I loved so much. Quickly I turned around before a blush could creep up in her cheeks.
"Three beers please." I said smiling at the man who was in charge of handing out beers.
He was older, maybe early forties. He gave me a look over, looking at my chest longer then what was expeced, "Nine fifty" he said giving me a creepy perverted smile.
Digging into my wallet I was about to pull out some money when I suddenly smelt the sent of sandalwood, sweet leather and musky. A shill went up my spine.
"Keep the change." Jax said, paying for my drinks before I could. He was looking down at me and giving me a smooth smile. The man handed me the drinks. Turning around I narrowed my eyes at Jax "You didn't have to do that, I could of payed for my own drinks." I said, before walking away. I didnt need him to start thinking that he could start taking care of me out of know where.
Jax followed me gently grabbing my arm to stop me.
"I know Darling, but I wanted too. Jeeze your welcome by the way." He gave me a playful look, the type of look that made me want to whip right off of that perfect face of his. He pulled out a cigarette and light it. Breathing in the smoke and welcoming the burning sensation in his throat.
"Thank you. Now if you will excuse me I got a delicious cookies to sell, I dont need..." I didnt get a chance to Finnish. Automatically noticing what caught his attention. He was staring at my chest, his jaw was clenched and I didnt need to look down to know what he was looking at. I already knew the answer. His crow. The one I got tattooed the night he he officially made me his Old Lady. I still had it. Damn it I forgot all about it. Trying to cover it up I pulled up my shirt the best I could with three beers in my hands almost resulting in spilling them all over myself. Jax didn't seem to notice tho, his eyes still on the tattoo. Over the years I couldn't bring myself to get it removed. God only new how many times I went to the tattoo shops to get it covered up but I never ened up following through.
Jax brought up a hand and gently ran a finger along it making my breath caught at the touch of his fingers on my chest. I dont even thing he was aware of what he was doing, he looked like he was memorized. His mind caught up in his old memories.
"You kept it." He whispered so low that for a second I thought maybe I imaged it. My heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest and explode. Placing a hand above his I whispered " I never had the strength to get rid of it" looking him in the eyes.
I leaned into him and hands resting on his chest, not having the strength to hold myself upwards. He didnt seem to mind. His eyes were locked on mind, I could see all the unwanted things he wanted to say. The tension building between us. My knees felt weak and I could feel my cheeks turning red.
That's how it always was between us, tension. No matter if it was sexual, anger or this buzzing energy of want it was always so thick that you could just cut it with a knife. Which no matter the cause the out come was always the same, always leaving both of us naked and panting for breath.
Jax reached up and tucked a piece of hair that some how fell from out of my pony hair behind my ear. And in doing so said "I regret I ever stupid enough to let you go." He said, his voice longingly.
We stayed like that for a moment each of us both wanting to say more but neither of us having the courage to do so. To ask the other one what it meant. We were both aware of this feeling, but I couldn't help buy fight it. Could I go back to how things were I asked myself. After everything Jaxs has done to me. Their was so much hurt we did to one another we constantly fought, both of us highly jealous and we were completely unstable. But on top of all that we each truly cared deeply for one another, we made a inadvisable team, and our sex life was just amazing. We understood each other, but wa all that enough? One of us was the flame and the other the wick. Both wanting to meet but neither one of wanting to be the first to make the move.
"Hmm hum"Someone coughed, sounding clearly annoyed, snapping both of us out of our trance. Glancing over at the person who interrupted our moment my heart literately sank to the bottom of my stomach. Standing next to me was no one other then Tara Jax's old girlfriend of all people.