A/N: Hi, guys!

Thanks for all the reviews, follows, and favourites :D And thank you for reading.

So, just like with SMF, this story won't be updated until after 24th of January.

Reviews:

austinmomma93 – I honestly have no idea. I haven't thought of her accent. Whichever suits you, is fine :D Happy to know you liked the chapter.

Guest – I'm glad you liked their banter :P And yes, Thomas is alive and I'm planning on introducing him soon. Wait till you see who I have in mind as Jax's brother. Hint, the guys is crazy hoooot!

Guest- Yes, it's going to be epic when they finally get together, but it will be a while before that happens.

Samantha Renk – I laughed my ass off while writing those scenes hihiih It really is so much fun writing something so light hearted and playful :D

NaeNae78 – I really want to make these kinds of scenes between them, it's so much fun and to 'see' Jax squirm ahaha

tbodnar08- thank you for your kind words :D

Ashilz – I'd love me some Stephen Amell too hihiih This Tara is a bit different than the one form SMF, but she will eventually become the same Tara we know from the show :D

amralolic58 – I don't want to give you any spoilers, sorry. But I'm glad you liked their awkward scenes hihih

Sorry for typos and mistakes.

Happy reading :3

You Are Very Intriguing

When Tara got home, Neal was already in bed, working on his laptop. He seemed very concentrated on his work that Tara didn't want to interrupt him. But he heard her footsteps and glanced up before she left the room.

-"Hi, stranger. "

He greeted her with his most sincere, bone melting smile. She beamed at him, leaning against the doorframe.

-"Hi. I didn't want to interrupt you."

He typed something before he glanced back up and answered.

-"You're not interrupting me. I'm just reviewing some reports. Come." – he tapped her side of the bed.

Tara walked up to him and kissed him on the lips before she went to her closet.

-"I'm just gonna have a quick shower, and then I'll join you."

Pulling out her blue pyjama shorts and matching top, she went to the bathroom. She took off her dress, the shorts she had underneath it, and her underwear then turned on the shower.

She waited until the water was just the right temperature to step in. As the warm water washed away the sweat and relaxed her tired muscles, Tara reflected on her day.

Organising her birthday party at the clubhouse was probably the best idea ever, since it was big enough to hold all her guests, including the SAMCRO guys, but it also had some mixture of homey and club atmosphere. That was probably due to the fact that the guys were practically living there.

Jax told her in one of their conversations that most of the older guys had their rooms there, because they were unmarried and dreaded coming to an empty home. Besides, this way they were close to their friends and they didn't have to drive to get to the gym.

The younger guys had either their own places because they wanted privacy or were living with their girlfriends.

When she asked him whether or not he lived with his girlfriend, Jax just laughed, as if something like that was an absurdity. He told her that he too lived in the club, alone he emphasised. He explained that he didn't want to waste money by renting a house, since it was a lot cheaper to rent a room in the clubhouse.

Tara sensed a hint of sadness in his voice as he talked.

And it was then that she remembered their chat from her first night in Charming, when he told her that he had to provide for his mother and himself. Their today's talk gave her more insight into that blond guy who had managed to intrigue her in just two days.

Tara massaged her sore thighs with a soaped sponge. She felt like someone had beaten her up when in fact she was the one who kicked the punching bag's ass.

Her thoughts drifted back to Jax.

His confession was... kind of heartbreaking. She had no idea he was in prison. Tara couldn't imagine what he could have done to end up in a place like that.

She didn't want to ask him anything about it. It was something personal. Besides, with the attitude as bright as his, Tara doubted that he did anything serious, like God forbid, murder or rape.

She didn't know him all that well, but she had a feeling about him, something that told her that Jax wasn't a bad guy.

True, from the moment she met him, something in her screamed danger. However, something in her kept pulling her towards him.

The danger part, she knew well, was not because of his appearance or his behaviour, because he looked damn fine and was nice and respectful towards her. And when she had found out a little about his past, she realised that it wasn't because of that either.

It wasn't that feeling you get when you know you're in trouble or when your life is threatened. It was something else. Something that made her want to be near him.

Maybe it was because he was a broken soul, Tara thought.

Even thought Jax oozed with confidence and had all those women at his beck and call, the little time she had spent with him, gave her an impression that maybe most of it was a farce.

When he talked about his brother and himself and the jealousy he felt towards him, Tara sensed hurt in his voice. It was like talking to a child in a grown man's body. It seemed to Tara that Jax had been dragging these feelings behind him for the greater part of his life, and by the looks of it, it didn't do him much good.

Sure, on the surface he was a playful guy, but those few sentences let Tara know just how strained the relationship between the brothers was. Especially since his brother was younger than him.

Tara didn't have any siblings, but she did have Donna, who was the closest thing to a sister. She couldn't imagine hating her.

Maybe she could talk to Jax and make him see that he shouldn't look down on his own achievements, no matter how small they seemed to him in comparison to his brother's.

Tara stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a big fluffy towel. After she had dried her hair and put on her pyjama, she crawled into the bed, resting her head on Neal's shoulder.

He turned off his laptop and shoved it under the bed, then pulled Tara into a tight embrace.

-"I missed you today. I haven't seen you all day."

She lifted her head and kissed him, snuggling closer to his side.

"I missed you too. Jax gave me a killer lesson today."

Neal chuckled, kissing her hair and pushing her away.

-"What are you doing?" – Tara asked confused.

-"I'm going to give you a massage."

Neal turned her back to him and started massaging her shoulders and shoulder blades. Tara tilted her head forward and closed her eyes, already feeling the stress leaving her body.

-"I keep forgetting how good your are at this."

He leaned and kissed her neck. It was a soft and gentle kiss that woke all sorts of fuzzy feelings inside of her.

-"So, what did you do today?"

Tara let out a satisfied sigh when Neal's hands moved down her back, massaging her sore muscles.

-"Well, I kicked some ass and now my whole body hurts. Also, we went to some cake shop. I'll take you there one of these days, you'll love it. I saw that they have your favourite: pineapple upside-down cake."

-"You know"- Neal started, his hands travelling to her front and cupping her breasts – "I might start to get jealous of Jax."

Tara laughed, but her laughter was cut off by a slight shock of pleasure that shot through her body as Neal brushed his fingers across her nipples. He rolled her nipples between his thumb and index finger as Tara leaned her head on his shoulder and let out a small cry of pleasure.

Neal traced soft kisses down her jaw and neck and she felt the familiar sensation in her panties.

Tara turned and placed her hands on his shoulders, pushing him down on the bed. She straddled him, brushing her hair to the side and leaning forward. Neal's hands were on her thighs, a mischievous smirk playing on his face.

-"No need to be jealous, baby. You're all I need."

And with that, Tara invaded his mouth with her tongue, as Neal pushed down her shorts and panties.

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-"What're you thinking about?"

Jax turned towards the voice that belonged to the brunette who was currently sprawled naked on his bed.

Was she really asking him that?

-"Nothing. My fight." – he lied, returning his gaze to the ceiling.

He was thinking about Tara.

He was attracted to her, that much was obvious. Her curves, her ass, her lips, her eyes. She was smokin' hot without even trying to be.

But it was something completely else that was on his mind at that moment. It was the fact the he could hold a normal, actual conversation with her. Never would he thought of telling anyone about his feelings towards Thomas.

She was smart and funny. Being in her company was anything but boring.

She excited him in a way he wasn't used to. Sure, the physical attraction was what kept him painfully aware of her, but it was her wits and playful banter that held his attention.

Tara didn't even have to say a single word, and Jax was already aware of her presence, her proximity to him.

He felt guilty for even thinking about her in that way.

-"Earth to Jax!" – Winsome called.

Jax sighed, already bored.

-"Leave me alone, Winsome." – he said, turning his back to her.

-"But, Jax-" – she started, her hand caressing his biceps.

-"Leave!" -he growled, not bothering to look at her.

Winsome stood up and gathered her things, then slowly got dressed, wishing Jax would call her back to bed. He didn't, so she left his room.

Jax drifted to sleep with thoughts of Tara in her yellow sundress on his bike, his hands wrapped around his torso.

(I know it's not the best chapter, but I felt like some Neal/Tara moment was supposed to happen. There will be more Jax/Tara moments in the next chapters. Leave me some response xoxo)