He would tell all his friends about you and smile when he did it….

Opie passed the joint to Jax and as he blew the smoke out of his mouth he looked across at his best friend. Something had changed in Jax in these past few weeks and Opie had a sneaking suspicion that he knew why.

"So, you and Tara. Where's that heading?"

Jax exhaled and stared at Opie through the smokey haze. He shrugged "Honestly man, I don't know"

Sitting on the fence, Opie thought. "Okay, where do you want it to head?"

Jax fiddled with the joint as his mind filled with images of Tara. Christ, she had the most beautiful smile he'd ever seen. He'd made his intentions clear to her, he wanted to get to know her, better than he already did. But she was keeping him at arm's length, telling him that she knew that Jax had a reputation for 'getting to know a lot of different girls' and that she wasn't interested in being his lap dog. Shit, that had made him want her even more.

"Bro, I really don't know. She's driving me crazy. I try talk to her and she just nods or gives me one word answers, I try and ignore her and she doesn't even seem bothered. Either way it just makes me want her more"

Opie smirked, he'd never seen Jax so pussy whipped, especially over a girl that he hadn't even got to first base with yet. He had it bad.

"Jax, you've known her since we were six. There's not much you don't know about her"

"No, not like that man. I want to get to know her as more than a friend… probably … I don't know bro… do you think it would be wrong if I hooked up with Tara?"

Jax looked at his best friend expectantly, hoping for some advice these new feelings he had for their childhood friend.

Opie shrugged, it was a difficult call to make. They had all been friends for so long that to change those dynamics could break a deep bond if things went wrong. But Opie had always been aware that things between Jax and Tara went slightly deeper than friendship, there was the occasional flirting, those rare tender moments that he had briefly witnessed between the two. Nothing, to Opie's knowledge, had ever happened between them but maybe it was these things that could make their bond deeper if they did start dating.

"I don't know man. If you and her hooked up it could be something great" Opie took a long drag from the joint but held Jax's gaze "But you gotta remember bro, this is Tara. You can't hook up with her and then ditch her after five minutes like all the other girls" Opie shrugged "It's whether you can do that"

Jax nodded. This was his dilemma. He was famous in school for breaking numerous girls' heart, consistency and faithfulness were not Jackson Teller's virtues. But then he had never felt this deeply for a girl before either.

"I know. It's just that when I'm around her she doesn't care about the Kutte or the club, she's never really been that interested in Samcro. When she speaks to me it's about personal shit, like my dad or my brother. No other girls have ever asked me about them, no one's ever really wanted to know about them. Everything just feels a lot easier with her, less complicated, you know?"

Jax looked across at his best friend who smirked at him smugly. "What?"

"Nothing" Opie said grinning "It's just that all the time you've talked about Tara you've had a grin the size of the Cheshire fucking cat on your face, and I don't think it's because of the weed bro"

Jax reached across and snatched the joint for Opie's fingers, bringing it up to his lips. His best friends smugness irritated the hell out of him "Go fuck yourself Ope"

Which made Opie crease with laughter. Yep, Jax definitely had it bad.