Chapter 3

6:30am came much earlier than Logan wanted to. She forced herself out of bed and into the shower to get the smell of alcohol and weed off her skin for the most part. It was nearly 8 when she headed out of the hotel, calling for a taxi. She got dropped off in down-town Charming, where most of the shopping centers were. She needed new clothes and ltos of new office supplies. She figured White House Black Market was a good place to start her spending.

After by 3 pencil skirts, 6 button downs, 3 suit jackets and a few pairs of dress pants, she was already tired and starved. Pulling out her phone to check the time, it was 12:15, perfect lunch time. She surveys her surroundings, deciding where would be best to eat. Just before she decided on sushi, an unknown number began calling her phone.

"Hello?"she questioned the mystery called.

"Hey sweetheart," Her spine shivered at his vioce. Just as rugid, yet smooth, as it was the night before. "You busy?"

"Uh," she paused to think for a moment. Should I tell him I'm really busy? Should I be messing with this guy? No, he was so sweet. There's no reason to blow him off. But how well do I know him? Ugh. "I was actually just getting ready to find somewhere to get a bite to eat. What about you?" Stupid stupid stupid fuck, Logan.

Jax chuckled on the other end. "I was actually calling you to see if you wanted to grab some food somewhere. I finished all my, uh, work a little while ago so I don't have any plans for the rest of the day. Any set it stone plans today?"

"No, I've just been shopping for some work attire and office supplies. Where did you have in mind for lunch? I want real food. I was going to get sushi cause it's right here but I want something that's a lil more filling." She chuckled.

"There's this really good burger joint not far from the club house last night. Want me to come pick you up? Where are you?"

"Down-town. I'm by Moes and the Banana Republic store. I can stay here until you show up. How long should it be?"

"Less than 10 minutes. I'm just a lil ways down the road getting gas in the bike. I'll see you soon, babe."

Babe? Jesus Christ. Jax is so sexy, how the fuck is he calling me babe? Logan, what have you gotten yourself into?

Logan stayed in the area, walking blocks back and forth. Just like he said, Jax rolled up 7 minutes later, on the dot. He pulled over to the curb and took his helment off, handing it to Logan. She started at him for a second, not wanting to ruin her dress clothes. Last night she was in bar clothes, and those are meant to be ruined eventually, but dress clothes. Scoff. That was a no-no.

"What's wrong?"he asked, a bit confused.

"These are just dress clothes and I don't want them to get dirty." She sounded like a typical girl (she most definitely wasn't), but when you have a wardrobe wroth as much money as hers, you don't ruin it.

"You won't get dirty unless I decide to wreck the bike, which I know neither of us want, so I won't."Logan bit her lip and reluctanly put the helmet on and clicked it together. She got on the back, pulling herself as close and as tight to Jax as she could, her clutch pushed between them and wrapped around her wrist.

"Ready?" he asked, making sure she was before taking off. After a quick yes, they were off, speeding down the road, passing cars.

Logan could smell Jax, the wind carrying his scent directly up her nose. Mm, leather and musk. He smelled like a man should. He smelled.. Sexy. So fucking sexy.

Logan wasn't sure if drunk her wasn't as weak in the knees, or if her mind was too cloudy last night to be this attracted and turned on by him. She just couldn't figure it out.

Within 15 minutes the two pulled up at the club house, connected to the garage. Jax parked his bike in a row with the others. A few other members, Logan assumed but their kutte, were standing outside passing joints and chain smoking cigarettes.

"Are those other members of your club?" she asked, getting off the bike and taking the helmet off. Jax nodded, wrapping his arm around her, pulling her the opposite direction.

"Yeah, but we aren't here to see them. Come on, right across the street." Logan looked back at all the burly men staring at her in amazment. She broke her gaze and walked with Jax across the street to a place named Big Sams.

Walking through the door scent the smell of grease, beer and cigarettes up Logans nose. Everything she loved in life. It was informal, so Jax and her found a table in the corner, by themselves. For being lunch time Sams wasn't all that busy, which the two of them liked. It was more quiet and they would get their food quicker.

"Hey y'all welcome to Sams! I'm Amara, what can I get y'all to drink?"

"Budlight." Jax said without hesitation. Amara smiled at him wide, pinging jealousy through Logans entire body. She turned to Logan, question written on her face.

"Budlight also. Can we get an appetiser or some, like, bacon cheddar fries?" Taken back by her order, Amara nodded and wrote it down.

"I'll be right back with y'alls drinks." And she walked away.

"Bacon cheddar fries?" Jax raised an eye brow. There was no way a woman this beautiful ate that much grease on a regular basis.

"I work my ass off to eat what I want. Before I moved I ran 3 miles every morning and did weight training during the day or at night." Amara returned with their beers, setting them down and walked back to the kitchen to get their appetizer order in.

"Damn, a girl who takes care of her body." Jax took a sip of his ice cold beer, frost from the botle sticking to his facial hair like snow. "I like that a lot." he wiped his chin.

Logan smiled, taking a sip of her beer. "I just like to be confident, and you can't be confident if you hate your body. Weight training and exercise is the best thing I could ever be addicted to."

Jax nodded, smiling at her. He had a thing for this girl and he just didn't know why. Something about her drove him, and his package, crazy. He couldn't ever express how much he wanted to rip her clothes off the night before when he dropped her off. He dreamt about it all through-out the night, pushing her through the door onto the bed of her hotel room and completely rocking her world for hours upon hours.

He was snapped out of his naughty day dream by the waitress coming back with their fries.

"Y'all ready to order main courses?" She pulled her tablet out again, turning to Logan first this time.

"Uh, yeah. Can I get the monster bacon burder, no side. I only want lettuce, tomato and a little bit of mayo on the side." Amara nodded, writing her order down. She turned to Jax who thought for a minute.

"What's she having sounds good; I'll have the same, except load mine with extremely. The works." Amara wrote it down and walked off to the kitchen.

Logan dug into the bacon cheddar fries with her fork, nearly moaning as she took her first bite.

"Hungry?" Jax chuckled, unwrapping his silverware to take a bite before Logan ate all of it. She smiled, covering her mouth as she chewed down the last bit and swallowed.

"I only had half a bagel for breakfast, so, yeah, just a little bit." She took a drink of her beer to wash down the yummy fries.

"So, when do you start work?" Jax struck up conversation.

Logan sighed. She was not looking forward to starting work; if she could not work for the rest of her life, she'd be happy. "5 days exactly."

"Who starts work on a Friday?" He raised an eyebrow. Taking the last sip of his beer he held it up and Amara brought two more over, one for both of them.

"My boss. I guess it's just a little briefing; getting my office set up, figuring out what I'll be reporting on. The usual bullshit."

Jax nodded understanding "the usual bullshit" all too well.

The two made small talk for the next 25 minutes they were there. Amara brought them their food; Logan ate half her burger and got the rest to go, while Jax devoured his entire meal. She brought the check and though Logan argued to pay half, Jax quickly paid it all.

"Ugh, I'm so full." Logan groaned as they walked out, rubbing her tummy.

Jax laughed. "Well you ate enough for a grown man."

She gave him a playful upset stare and pushed him a bit. He came back over, swooping his arms around her waist and picking her up over his shoulder, causing her to laugh. She laughed and begged him to put her down but his response was sarcastic, "I'm sorry, what was that? I can't hear you Loge, did you say keep holding you? Don't put me down?" He carried her all the way across the road, to the SAMCRO clubhouse parking lot.

"Put me down Jax!" she squealed laughing along with it. Her loud laughing caught the attention of the club members who were still outside. Jax saw them looking and set her down.

"Finally!" She shouted, fixing her shirt and pants from Jax holding her up. Her wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

"Do you wanna meet some of the guys? Unless you have plans." Logan shook her head.

"Like I said, I have no plans for the next 5 days." Logan fished around in her purse and grabbed her weed filled pill bottle. "Do you care if I smoke here? I haven't smoked yet an-"

Jax cut her off. "You haven't smoked yet?" he chuckled and grabbed for his cigarette pack and lighter. He pulled out, instead of a cigarette, a nicely rolled joint. He lit it, hit it and gave it to Logan.

"Uh," she was taken back for a moment. "You're so fucking awesome." she smiled, hitting it. She tried to pass it back to him but he declined.

"You smoke it, babe. I've already smoked a few times today, all you." He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and they walked towards the guys, Logan puffing the loud joint.

"Who's this?" Tig politely asked, walking over to the couple.

"Guys, this is Logan." He introduced her. She gave them all a light wave and motioned the joint outwards to see if any of them wanted it. They all declined, saying they had just finsihed smoking when they walked up.

"Nice to meet all of you!" The guys weren't nearly as scary as they looked.

"Uh, Logan," Jax interupted before any of the guys could give her the 3rd degree. "Let's go inside and talk." Logan waved goodbye to the men from over her shoulder and followed Jax inside the clubhouse. The only person in there was Gemma, and she was just having a drink and a cigarette.

"Hey Ma." Jax greeted, kissing her on the cheek.

"Hey, baby." she kissed him back. Looking to Logan, she smiled. "Nice to see you again. I was hoping I would." Logan blushed a bit. Nothing was better than A+ approval from her man-on-interests mother.

"It's nice to see you again, also. That weed was really good by the way. I loved the taste, and so fluffy and sticky."

Gemma smirked. "You haven't seen shit." She hopped up from the bar stool and finsihed her drink. Fixing her belt and grabbing her purse she spoke farewell to Jax.

"I'm gonna go pick Abel up from his Nunnies. Can he stay with me tonight sine he was there all weekend?" Jax through for a moment and nodded.

"Of course, Ma. I'll pick him up tomorrow sometime in the morning." They kissed each others cheeks goodbye and now it was just Jax and Logan.

"So," Jax began, taking a seat next to Logan, facing her. He lay his hand on her thigh, squeezing lightly. It sent shivers up her spine. "Abel is gonna be with my Ma tonight. You wanna grab dinner somewhere?" Logan thought for a minute, but make a quick decisoin.

"Yes!" Maybe a little too quick. "I mean, yeah. I'd like that. I just gotta go home and change. Where did you want to go?"

Jax didn't have to think. He was, after all, a ladies man. "How about I cook for you? Do you like Italian? I have some really good wine I got when I was in Napa a few weeks ago!"

Logan couldn't help but just think how damn cute he was. "Absolutely." she agreed. "Wanna pick me up around 7:30? Or should I take a taxi?"

Jax wrinkled his face at her. "You can just use my Escalade. I have the bike, it'll be easier." He pulled out his key ring and took one off of it. "Here. Just don't wreck it." He said with a smile.

She was a little taken back. "Jax, I can-"

"Yes, you can. I trust you. You don't seem like the type of person who would steal." He barely knew her, but that was spot on. And, she.. She barely knew him, either. But there was something there between them. Something passionate and wonderful and she wanted to dive headfirst into it all.

"Okay," Logan stood up and lit a cigarette. "Uh," she blew out smoke. "I'm gonna head to my hotel and get ready. Do you like straight or curly? And dress or actual outfit?"

Jax smiled roughly at her, his blue eyes sparkling under the bar lights. "Straight hair looks so sexy on you. And whatever, babe. You're sexy no matter what." He stood up and walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He bent down and placed a gentle kiss on her lips, both of them smiling into it. The two walked out, hand-in-hand, and Jax walked her to the Escalade. As they were saying a final goodbye until dinner, Tig and Chibbs stood off to the side, watching.

"The kids a love sick puppy." Tig commented, crossing his arms.

Chibbs looked over his sunglasses. "Aye, that he is. Falls so hard so fast. Hope she doesn't turn out like Wendy." Tig popped his eyes, agreeing. They watched the Escalade pull away and Jax walk back over to his bike.

"What the fuck ya lookin at?" He snipped at them.

Chibbs walked away, pretending he didn't hear him.

Tig lied. "Looked like you got the Esky done detailed real nice. Looked good in the sun." And he waked away, following Chibbs inside.

Jax shrugged, started his bike and drove back to his house to start preparing dinner.