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Treacherous

Out of focus, eye to eye, til the gravity's too much

and I'll do anything you say, if you say it with your hands

and I'd be smart to walk away, but you're quicksand

this slope is treacherous, this path is reckless

this slope is treacherous, an like it

Chapter 3

The next day, Opie and Jax went with her to meet with the real estate agent. It didn't take long for Haley to sign the papers. Marcy handed over the keys, gave them some directions, and sent them on their way.

As they pulled up to the house, Haley's eyes widened in shock. When Marcy said it would need some work, she wasn't kidding. The house wasn't even livable in it's current condition.

"So much for getting off Dad's sofa," Haley muttered as she carefully pushed open the front door. The front yard was overgrown, the porch was in serious need of some paint and new stairs.

Haley ran her fingers along the wall in the front hallway. The paint was faded and the house smelt musty, but something about it just felt right. They went room to room, slowly making a list of everything that would need to be repaired, fixed, or changed all together.

"How are you going to pay for all this," Jax asked as he leaned against his truck.

"My mom left me money, I should be coming into it soon. If my step-dad didn't wipe out all of her accounts of course. I'll figure something out," Haley replied.

"I bet we could get the prospects in here, free labor," Opie suggested.

"Not a bad idea," Jax mused.

"Really? You are going to make the prospects fix the house for me?"

"Why do you think we have them," Jax asked with a shrug. "Free labor."

"Ok, but only if they know what they are doing! I don't want them working on the house if they are going to mess everything up."

"We won't let them mess it up," Opie assured her. Jax grinned at her which did not go unnoticed by Opie. "We've got church man."

"Yeah, yeah, you want to come to the clubhouse with us? We're having a party tonight, Happy is coming to town," Jax replied with a grin.

"You want me to come see the Tacoma Killer," Haley asked with a smirk.

"Come on, you love Happy, you were always fascinated by his tatts," Opie pointed out.

"Until I found out what the smiley faces were about!"

"Come on, you haven't been there since you got back! Just come by, see the guys, hang out for a little while," Jax requested.

"I'll think about it, can you drop me by the house," Haley asked.

"Fine," Jax groaned before opening the car door for her. Haley rolled her eyes at him before climbing in.

"I didn't say I wouldn't come to the party, if I'm going to come I need to get ready."

"Can't say I don't like the sound of that," Jax replied.

...

Haley smoothed down her tank top as she walked toward the club house. She had searched her car high and low for something to wear. Anything at all that would get her out of Jax's clothes. All she'd found was a black tank top and a pair of skinny jeans. She also found a pair of ballet slippers, other than the sneakers she had the first night, it was all she had.

Haley knew she was dressed nothing like all the other girls that were going to be there tonight. She had on way more clothing than any of them. She pushed open the door and was immediately bombarded by blaring music and smoke. She coughed slightly as she pushed further into the club. Haley wove her way through the crowds and made her way to the bar.

"Hey, I didn't know you were coming," Donna cried when she spotted her. Haley made her way over and hugged her sister-in-law.

"Yeah, kind of a last minute decision. Jax... Jax invited me."

"Did he," Donna asked with a smirk.

"Oh come on, its not what you think. We're just friends."

"You obviously didn't notice the way he is staring at you."

Haley turned slightly and glanced back over her shoulder. Jax was watching her from across the clubhouse. He winked at her before turning back to Tig. "Please, he's probably not used to seeing a girl with this much clothing on in the clubhouse."

"I'm sure that's what it is," Donna replied with a sly smile. Opie joined them after a few minutes. They were all chatting away when a pair of arms wrapped around Haley from behind. Startled, Haley let out a scream as the person lifted her off the ground. The guy set her down and she spun around to find Happy, grinning like a maniac.

"Jesus, you scared me half to death," she exclaimed.

"How have you been baby girl? You certainly grew up well," Happy said with a smirk.

"Don't get any ideas Hap," Jax said as he joined them. He slipped an arm around Haley's shoulders and pulled her to him. Haley couldn't help but flush.

"I've been good, you add to your collection?"

"Of course," Happy said as he tugged up the front of his shirt. Haley rolled her eyes at him and shook her head.

"What are we going to do with you Happy," she teased.

"Love me," Happy growled as he stepped closer to her.

"Easy lover boy," Jax said as he pushed Happy back. Haley didn't miss the look that passed between the two of them.

"I'll see you later baby girl," Happy said before walking away.

"What was that about," Haley asked.

"What?"

"That look you just gave him, what was that?"

"Trust me, the last guy you want trying to get you in bed is Happy," Jax replied.

"Who says I want any guy trying to get me in bed," Haley shot back as she stepped away from him. "I don't belong to anyone Jackson Teller. Remember that."

Haley strode away from him, making her way to the bar. Juice immediately stepped up next to her. Jax clenched his fists as he watched Haley throw back a shot with him. She was right, she didn't belong to anyone, but in a way she had always been his.

"Leave it alone brother," Opie warned as he slapped a hand on Jax's shoulder. "The last thing either of you need is to fall into bed together. Let her deal with her shit. Give her some time."

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