Brianna was still on the dance floor with Sam, and he pulled her closer. "So, tell me something about you." She just looked at him, and he laughed. "Sorry, High school type question, I know." Brianna nodded, laughing. "And with how close you're holding me to you, we are definitely NOT at a high school dance." She laughed again when Sam turned a light shade of pink. Brianna steered the conversation to a safer topic. "What is with your brother? Why is he such a jackass to my sister?" Sam quirked an eyebrow at the word sister, but he assumed the two girls were so close, that's how they saw each other. Right after she asked the question, they saw Dean drag Ariel away from the bar and towards the door. They both started towards the pair, but Ariel waved a hand, showing everyone that she was fine, so they started dancing again. Sam shook his head. "I don't know Dean loses his head around her, and it's really not like him to be so crass and rude. Especially to a woman. He usually goes out of his way to charm them and try and get into their pants. But it's different with Sparky. She just gets under his skin, and I don't think he knows how to deal with it, honestly." Brianna rolled her eyes. "It's like he is twelve, and doesn't have any manners around women. Which, judging from the stories I've heard from the females around here, you and him both know how to treat a woman right." She smirked at the look on Sam's face. "Come on Sammy. It's not like you don't know women talk to each other." He shot her an exasperated look. "Of course I do, I just don't like thinking about the females comparing us in bed." "Well, everyone knows that the sweet butts are only around for when the bikers get horny, so there are bound to be some of them who've slept with more than one of you. Plus, I don't mind slumming it with them. They have all the good gossip. You know, the biker's pillow talk."
Sam thought back to the past few nights, and groaned. He knew Brianna had heard some stories about him. And most likely Dean. You weren't Vice President and Sgt. at Arms of a biker club, and single without enjoying the company of a woman or two. He knew they talked, but he couldn't believe that Brianna would try and learn what she could about them. Luckily for Sam, she took pity on him. "As I was saying about your caveman of a brother, I don't know why he treats her like dirt, but if he doesn't stop, he's gonna have to answer to me, and I swear I won't care about what anyone thinks, I WILL beat his ass for messing with her. Ariel seems tough, but she had it rough at school, and her parents aren't the best either, so no one messes with her and gets away with it. Not while I'm around." She pulled back from Sam a bit to meet his eyes. "I'm serious, Sam. He needs to back off, or make it right. This is getting ridiculous. When Ariel is holding a grudge, you know it's bad. Ariel is a live-in-the-moment, forgive and forget kind of girl, but whatever Dean said to her hit her deep. So it needs to be fixed." Sam couldn't help but be impressed and humbled by the loyalty and love shining in Brianna's blue eyes when she spoke about her best friend. He nodded when he noticed she was done talking. "Ok, I'll talk to him. I promise. Ok?" She stared in his eyes for a bit longer before nodding and laying her head back on his shoulder. Right when the song ended, Ariel walked back in looking annoyed, but not pissed off. Sam took that as progress in the Dean area. She walked up to the bar and ordered a shot of tequila. "Whoa." Sam said, putting his fingers over the glass before she could throw it back.
Ariel shot him a glare that almost made him back down, almost. But he kept his hand there, staring at her before she finally set the glass down and turned to face him fully. "What, Sam? Why are you looking at me like that?" Sam threw back her shot, ignoring her glare and cleared his throat. "You don't drink tequila unless you want to forget or get laid." Sam paused thoughtfully. "Or both. So what's up?" Ariel rolled her eyes, signaling Cherry, who was working behind the bar for another shot, and downing it before turning to Sam. "Why are you so interested? Why does everyone seem so fucking interested who I share my bed with around here?" Sam raised his hands in defeat. "Whoa, calm down Spark-plug." He said, using the nickname he gave her after he saw how at home she was under the hood of a car. "I didn't ask who you're sleeping with, I asked what's wrong. So, want to share?" Ariel shook her head, downing another shot before laying her head on the bar. "Sam, why is your brother such an asshole?" Sam sighed, signaling Cherry for a beer before sliding into the seat next to her and rubbing her back. "What did he do now?" Ariel just shook her head. "Nothing. Never mind. I just don't understand-" She cuts herself off, tossing back another shot of tequila. Sam looks at Brianna over Ariel's head, and she shrugs, clearly at a loss of what is going on. "Where did Jax go?" Ariel asked, getting up. Sam reaches out and grabs her. "Oh no you don't. I had to listen to you bitch for a week about you sleeping with him, what a mistake that was, and how you hoped you never did it again." Ariel twisted, trying to get out of his hold, but Sam had a firm grip on her. "Sam, let go!" Sam just shook his head before leaning down and tossing her over his shoulder. He looked at Brianna who looked like she didn't know whether to laugh or be shocked. "I'll be right back. Gonna put Sparky to bed." Brianna finally burst into laughter at the scandalized look on Ariel's face, and laughed harder when all the guys started cheering when they noticed Sam carrying Ariel. They disappeared down the hallway, and Brianna shook her head. Sam came walking back out, and he smiled at Brianna. She smiled back, but noticed that Jax had pulled out his phone, and was reading a text. Then, with a smile, he disappeared down the hallway. She shook her head, but decided she wasn't going to interfere. If Ariel tried to complain, she would just put her in her place, that's all.
The next morning, Ariel woke up and the first thing she registered was that it was really hot in her bed, and her pillow was harder than normal. It took a second to sink in, but when it did, she groaned internally. She cracked open her eyes and sure enough, her head was on Jax's chest. She silently cursed before easing out of bed, wrapping herself in her button down and going into the bathroom. She remembered exactly what happened the night before. From Dean being an ass, claiming to have feelings for her, and Sam throwing her over his shoulder to prevent her from sleeping with Jax. She also remembered waiting till Sam had left before pulling out her phone and texting Jax anyway. She had wanted to feel wanted, and Jax had always made her feel that way. She also knew that Jax wouldn't pressure her for more. She couldn't help wondering who would be lecturing her this time. Last time it was Gemma. She shuddered, remembering that lecture, hoping she didn't have to live through it again. She got in the shower, and then got dressed in her favorite blue jeans and neon pink tube top. She was pulling her hair into a braid when Jax walked into the bathroom in his boxers. He smirked at her, while she rolled her eyes. "Told you you'd jump my bones again." Ariel just rolled her eyes again, playfully pushing Jax. He laughed before catching her eye in the mirror. "Same deal as last time?" She nodded, thankful. They would go on like nothing happened, but they wouldn't lie if someone asked about it. Ariel called Jax her stress relief, and he laughed her off as a drunken choice. They knew it didn't cast them in the best light, but it worked for them.
Jax lightly kissed her before getting in the shower. Ariel walked into the main room of the clubhouse. Groaning when she say Gemma standing behind the bar. Just her luck. She wondered if she could turn back around before Gemma noticed her, but it was too late. "Sparky!" She put a smile on her face for the queen bee. You weren't married to the president of the charter without demanding a little respect from people. Gemma really wanted Ariel and Jax together, but they knew they would kill each other if they dated. "Morning Gem. How are you?" Gemma smiled. "I'm doing well, baby. You seen my son this morning?" Ariel contemplated lying, she really did. But Gemma always saw right through her, and today was no different. A knowing smile spread across her face, and she looked her up and down. "I'm just gonna assume he is showering in your bathroom before church?" Ariel hated morning church. Club business at 8am seemed so cruel. But she sighed and nodded. "Yes ma'am. He should be out soon." Gemma nodded, and went to say something else, but Jax chose that moment to show up. "Mom! What's up?" "Oh nothing, just talking to Ariel here." Ariel shot him a pleading look, and he took pity on her. "Well, take a walk with me; I wanted to talk to you about a couple things." As they were leaving, Ariel heard Gemma start in about her.
She slid into a chair at the bar, and sighed again. She reached over and grabbed her cut, sliding it on before dropping her head onto her folded arms. "Rough night?" Her head jerked right back up at the sound of Brianna's voice. She spun around, ignoring the smug look on her face. "Yup. But the good kind of rough." Ariel answered, winking at her. Brianna laughed. "I can see you're not regretting this choice." Ariel shook her head. "I needed stress release. Jax has always been good at that." Ariel knew she made a mistake as soon as she heard Bri giggle. "I bet he is." Ariel turned around, draping her arms on the bar before taking in the appearance of her best friend. Black boots with a heel, with tight blue jeans tucked in, with a blue off the shoulder top. Her hair was brushed and hanging over one shoulder, with the blue feather earrings Ariel had given her for Christmas, her friend was gorgeous. Ariel whistled. "Damn, B. Looking good." Brianna just laughed before pushing Ariel playfully. "I don't roll that way, and you know it." Ariel laughed too, and she laughed harder when Sam walked in and his eyes swept Brianna, and then his jaw hit the floor. Ariel caught his eye, and raised her eyebrow. Sam smirked, and shrugged before walking into church. Ariel looked at Bri. "I have church this morning, so I gotta go." Brianna looked confused. "Church? You aren't religious." Ariel shook her head. "Church means biker meeting. Club only. It's usually called when something has come up that needs a vote." Brianna nodded. "What do I do in the meantime?" Ariel heard Jax and Gemma walking back in, apparently still discussing her. "Hang out with Gemma." Once the introductions were made, Jax slung his arm around her shoulder, and they laughed their way into church. Ariel completely ignored Dean, and the look he gave Jax. Jax just shrugged, and looked smug while Dean looked like he wanted to hit something.
