A/N: I really did try to leave this alone. I really did. And I couldn't. I'm not promising additional chapters after this. They may or may not happen. I really don't know. I have more than enough ongoing stories to keep up with.


I DO NOT OWN SONS OF ANARCHY, THE VAMPIRE DIARIES OR THE CHARACTERS.


Chapter Two:

I opened my eyes lazily, as I enjoyed my back being rubbed. I moaned appreciatively. I can't remember the last time I slept that well. I moved to stretch and realized that I wasn't in bed alone. I looked over and saw Jax watching me intently. I felt a blush creeping into my face. He gave me a small smile.

"How'd you sleep, darlin'?" He asked me. I turned onto my back and became immediately reminded that neither of us had fallen asleep with clothes on.

"Better than I have in ages," I told him, trying to cover up a little with the blanket wrapped around our middle. He smirked, when he figured out what I was trying to do.

"It should be a crime to cover a body as sexy as yours." He breathed. His words went straight to my libido. I tried to ignore the wetness that started to pool between my legs. You'd never know that I lost count how many times we had sex last night. I bit my lip. "If you don't stop doing that, I don't think we're going to be able to leave this bed, today." His voice was soft and low and it was one of the sexiest things I had ever heard.

"I never do this." I said, instead of what I was thinking. Why did I just blurt that out? His eyebrows rose in surprise.

"Sleep in?" He asked, clearly not knowing what exactly I was referring to.

"One night stands," I clarified. He nodded and moved his body, so that he was hovering over me. I tried to ignore how much he was affecting me.

"Who says this needs to be a one-night stand, babe? Last night was the best sex of my life. I don't know about you, but I'm in no hurry to let that go. It doesn't hurt that I haven't been able to take my eyes off of you, since you walked into that club last night. I'm not afraid of commitment. Are you?" He offered. I bit my lip, again, thinking his words over. He's already a step up from the last guy I dated. What's the worst that could happen? We're not compatible outside of the bedroom and we break up? That didn't sound too bad to me.

"No," I whispered. His lips landed on mine and I felt his hardness against me.

"Then why don't we try this out and just see where it goes?" He suggested.

"Okay," I agreed.