Chapter 5

Nothing. Five days and absolutely nothing. After practically stalking me for a week, kissing me, and telling me he has a crush on me, it's like he fell off the face of the earth.Sadie stood wiping down the front counter of the tattoo shop glaring at the motorcycles parked outside of Floyd's across the street.

"I think the counter is more than clean Sadie," Dex deadpanned while briefly glancing up at his distracted apprentice

Sadie looked up, broken out of her trance, embarrassed, as if he knew what she was thinking about. "Sorry Dex, I just got a bit distracted," she quickly replied. Damn that stupid pretty boy biker is messing with my job.

"I can see that," Dex laughed. "Come over here and finish up this shading. Your obsessive cleaning is driving me crazy."

Happy to have tattoo work, Sadie quickly drops her cleaning supplies and bounces over to where Dex was working.

Having an idea about what was distracting her, Dex smirked before asking, "Hey Sadie, what are you doing tonight?"

"No plan, Viney's is closed tonight. What's up?" Sadie responds focused on her work.

"Well I have a mass tattoo job and could use some help with touch ups and shading, if you're interested?" Dex suggested sitting back and watching her work.

"Yeah that would be great. Thanks Dex." She smiled up at him appreciatively

"Don't thank me yet," Dex laughed when Sadie looked at him confused. "It's at the Sons clubhouse. I know you and Jax have some…tension."

"There is no tension," Sadie replied seemingly affronted. "At least not on my part. I've barely even given him a second thought." Liar

"Obviously, what was I thinking?" Dex said laughingly, while Sadie just glared back. "So still interested?"

"Of course, I'm not going to let Jackson Teller affect my work," she said confidently, more for herself than Dexter. Both remained quiet while Sadie finished up the shading.

"Alright well go home, eat, and meet me at the clubhouse around 8," Dex ordered while getting up to go into the back room. Before disappearing he turned back, "hey, um, maybe you should be kinda careful about what you wear tonight," Dex awkwardly warned.

Smiling at his sweetness, "Yeah I'll be careful, but don't worry I can take care of myself," she assured him while looking out the window seeing Jax sitting on his bike looking over at the tattoo shop.

Later that Night

It was 5 minutes to 8 and Sadie had been sitting outside the Sons of Anarchy clubhouse for five minutes already, trying to work up the courage to go in. Okay so do I confront him about last week or is it better to ignore it & him? Maybe I should make a joke about it in front of his brothers, then he'll go back to acting like a jerk and I can write him off. Gah, no I'm just going to ignore the whole situation. Damn I'm late! Stupid Jax. Sadie hustled inside only to see the party had definitely started without her.

"Sadie over here!" Dex called through the crowd. She hurried over to see he was already working on what looked like a giant back piece. Looking over his soldier, she could see that it was the official mark of a Son. This guy must be new.

"So you just patched in?" Sadie asked the young guy who looked up beaming with pride, a little drunk. "Congrats"

"Why thank you Chica!" the young Son yelled, making Dex laugh. Okay, definitely more than a little drunk

Sadie took a quick minute to survey the scene a bit, having never been inside the clubhouse. Pretty much what I was expecting.Right then her eyes found who she refused to admit she was looking for, Jax Teller…with what she recognized as one of the many Cara Cara girls hanging around him.

What? She's a young woman, not a nun. She'd seen a Cara Cara film or two. Yep definitely ignore. Before Jax had time to see her notice him, Sadie quickly turned back to Dex, "So what do you need me to do?"

Breaking his focus, Dex says, "Here set up a station and I'll start sending people over." After noticing how some of the guys were eyeing her he added, "Harmless people."

"Harmless? Here?" Sadie laughed trying to assure her mentor she could handle anything. "Seriously Dex, I wouldn't have decided to tattoo in Charming if I wasn't okay with dealing with these guys."

"Alright, you asked for it." Dex decided to test his apprentice's resolve and confidence. "Hey Jax!" Sadie's eyes bugged out at him. "Come on over, Sadie can touch up your forearm."

Under her breath she says, "You really suck Dex." All he did was chuckle in response. Jax came over and sat down right in front of her, definitely closer than necessary. "Alright, what can I do for you?"

Deciding to knowingly smirk at her rather than take the bait, Jax responded calmly. "Well Darlin' as Dex said I need a touch up on my forearm." Jax points at his tattoo dedicated to his father. "If you can handle that." He teases mocking her ability

He is insufferable."Not a problem and you want to add some purple or pink I'm assuming?" Sadie deadpanned.

"Wow you are good, how'd ya guess?" Jax laughed in response. With that Sadie got right to work, effectively cutting off the conversation. However she couldn't help but feel unnerved by the way he was watching her work. To be honest, Jax was unnerved by it himself.