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CHAPTER THIRTEEN: Morning Kisses and Jealousy.

Lacey felt someone watching her as she woke up. She opened her eyes seeing Jax sitting on the edge of his bed looking back at her. His hair was wet and clung to the sides of his face. He was dressed in a pair of jeans and his black SAMCRO hoodie. He wasn't wearing his cut. She rolled onto her side to face him. "Hey, what's the time?"

"Just after midday."

"Why didn't you wake me?"

"Thought you could use the sleep after yesterday, especially last night and early this morning." He smirked. She playfully smacked his arm.

"Why aren't you in bed with me?"

"Club had an emergency meeting. I've gotta go sort out a few things with the guys." He stood up and grabbed his cut off the end of the bed. "I was just debating with myself whether to let you sleep or wake you up."

"I guess I decided that one for you," she smiled.

"I shouldn't be gone long. I'll see you when I get back." He leaned down planting his lips to hers in a brief kiss.

She smiled when he pulled away but remained close. "Be safe."

"You know I always am." He kissed her again letting it last longer. A knock on the door made the two break the kiss. Jax sighed. "See you later."

He placed a quick peck to her lips before standing up straight. He slipped on his cut as he walked to the door and left the room.

Lacey pulled back the covers and got out of bed. She picked up her underwear and the clothes she pulled out of Jax's draws the night before. She grabbed a towel and walked into the bathroom joined to room, turning on the shower. She got in when the water was as hot as she could stand it, smiling as she thought about last night. When Jax's lips grazed her shoulder and neck, she'd thought it was too soon but couldn't find it in herself to tell him. Instead she let it carry on. She didn't once think about backing away from him when their lips met.

When she'd woken she didn't think about running again. She didn't have a thousand and one questions floating around in her mind. It was just the memory of last night. After the week she had she felt like she deserved a bit of happiness. Jax made her happy and she knew he'd never intentionally hurt her.

After her shower, Lacey got changed into Jax's sweatpants and black shirt that had SAMCRO written across the top on the front. She walked out of the room and into the main part of the clubhouse. A few of the prospects were cleaning up. There were empty beer bottles, glasses and shot glasses everywhere. One prospect was scrubbing the floor on his hands and knees. She took a seat at one of the tables. "Did they bring the party back here or something?"

"You could say that." One of the prospects answered her. She could never remember his name.

"And where have you been?" Gemma's voice filled the clubhouse as she walked inside.

"Asleep."

"I meant from the time you sneaked off from the wedding with Jax ."

"We came back here."

"You were here the whole time?" She raised an eye brow at her goddaughter.

"Up on the roof and in his dorm room."

"You had sex up on the roof?"

"Fuck no." Lacey laughed. "We sat up there for a while, that's it."

She didn't want to tell her about the mini meltdown she had when Jax mentioned killing her ex-boyfriend. Gemma already knew that Jax would go that far if Jesse pushed him enough. If it wasn't Jax then it would have been Tig. Gemma would only worry about her mental state even though she was relatively calm about the whole situation. It kinda scared Lacey how calm and collective she was about the situation.

"What about his room?"

"We fell asleep." She wasn't going to tell Gemma she'd been having mind blowing sex with her son most of the night. She knew Gemma would eventually put two and two together if she already hadn't. The woman knew everything so there was no point in telling her or denying it.

"Why are you wearing his clothes?"

"Is this twenty questions?"

Gemma rolled her eyes. "Just answer my question."

"Because I only had my dress here. I wasn't going to wear it especially with a certain perverted asshole around." She lowered her voice.

She frowned towards the man in the corner who glanced at her every five seconds. Kyle Hobart lived for the glory and all the pussy he could get being a Son. She didn't know how he why he was patched in. All he thought about was himself and how he could make it to the top. He always butted heads with Jax, thinking the twenty year old only got what he wanted because his father was a founder and the president until he died.

Kyle gave her the creeps. The man got married around a year ago. Him and his wife already had a kid but that didn't stop him from screwing everyone he could. He'd even tried it on Lacey one night at the club before she left for LA. He still tried thinking she'd give in to his charm one day. She wasn't surprised Clay left him behind leaving him out of whatever was going on.

"You're safe with me until Jax gets back."

"Is there anything in the office I can do?"

"I have some paper work that needs filing."

"I'll get right on it once I cover all this up." She said pointing to her face. "Do you have any make up on you?"

"I'll get it for you." Gemma said before walking out of the clubhouse.

Lacey's smile faltered when Kyle took the seat across from her. A smirk plastered on his face. Lacey rolled his eyes. She should have known he'd make his way over once Gemma walked outside. "What do you want, Kyle?"

"You and Jackson, huh?

"It's none of your business."

"Was that your plan all along?" he questioned. "Get your little boyfriend to beat you up so Jax can play the hero, let him get you into bed while playing the poor wounded victim."

"Anyone ever told you green is not your color?" she asked him not letting his comments get to her.

"Once everyone finds out you're fucking him, they're just gonna treat you like the whore you are."

"You're a real fucking idiot. You should go see your wife... you know the really nice lady you married and have a kid to." Lacey frowned. She stood up when she saw Gemma walk back inside. She walked away before he could say anything.