CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE

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Watching Donna do a happy dance in front of her husband is enough to make me and everyone within sight laugh. The 54 minutes we'd been gone had been enough for all three of us to get showered, dressed, hair and makeup done. Opie shakes his head as he watches his wife before laughingly say "Okay, Don. You were right."

Donna grins brightly at him and nods "Course I was. Now, go get me a drink."

Opie rolls his eyes but heads towards the bar as Donna drops back into the seat beside Al and I.
"What time are you giving Chibs his overpriced booze?"

I shrug "Not sure, I want to make sure he's sober enough to enjoy it but don't want him sober enough to not drink it. If that makes sense?"

Donna nods "It does. I'd say, give him 2 drinks then have Jax bring him in here to sit down."

Opie plonks a glass in front of Donna and sits down beside her "Jax bring who for what?"

I giggle "Jax to bring Chibs over soonish so we can blow his mind with booze."

Opie shakes his head "You mean so you can blow his mind with booze?"

I shrug a shoulder "You say tomaytoe, I say tomahtoe. And where the fuck is Jax?"

Opie points over his shoulder "At the bar, talking with Clay and Vince."

I sigh and get to my feet crossing the room and sliding in behind him, waving a hand at Miles behind the bar and shouting at him, several quick movements later he has vodka, lemonade, lemon slices, a jug of water and two glasses set on a tray in front of me.

I smile brightly at him "Thanks."

Turning to Jax I tap him lightly on the shoulder "Don't mean to interrupt, but I want Chibs before he has his third shot."

Clay just about chokes on his drink and Vince shakes his head in stunned belief when Jax just nods quietly and takes another mouthful of beer.

I drop a kiss on Jax's cheek, grateful that he's sitting down and then grin at Clay and Vince "Oh, you'll see why."

I cross the room back to the table we'd commandeered; carefully sliding the tray onto the tabletop Donna raises an eyebrow. "I guess Miles is going to be frantically busy tonight, I've gotta fend for myself."

Opie starts to move but I shake my head and grab his arm before he can get up "Ope. Relax. I told him to just give me all this and I'd be my own bartender. Though, come to think of it, I think you guys need someone else behind the bar with Miles. He's going to be run off his feet tonight."

A soft voice from behind me startles me causing a larger than expected amount of vodka to slosh into my glass. "Do you think he wants help?"

"Fuck!" I spin on my seat and frown "Don't scare me like that!"

"Sorry." Lyla sounds most apologetic "But do you think he wants help?"

I wait a few seconds for my heart to stop pounding in my chest before nodding "I'd say so, but ask him first. Even if you're just pulling beer, and popping tops of bottles it'll be a help."

Lyla nods and hurries over to the bar, Miles' furious nod makes me smile and throw her the thumbs up as she joins him behind the length of wood and immediately starts pouring shots.

Jax turns to me and nods towards Chibs before heading in his direction. I jump to my feet and crouch between Donna and Ope. "When he comes over, make him sit down. I won't be long."

I dash down the hall, unlocking Jax's dorm room and grabbing the bag that we put the scotch in when we'd gotten it back to his house. Bringing it into the clubhouse in a Victoria's Secret bag was a stroke of pure genius on Donna's part, there was no way that any of the Sons were going to ask anything about a lingerie bag being carried in by two Old Ladies.

Carrying the back to the main room I stifle a giggle when Jax's eyebrows almost hit his hairline at the obnoxiously striped pink bag that I set on the table in front of Chibs.

Chibs' turns to me and shakes his head "I don't know what they've told ya lass, but I'm not into that sort of stuff. It's much more Tig's cup of kink then mine."

I giggle and pull my chair back over beside him, picking the bag up and setting it on the floor, pulling the shiny wood box out of the bag I hand it to him and open the padlock, holding my hand over it before he can do anything.

"Do you remember you told me something about owing you a drink?" I reach back into the bag and pull out the single shot glass I'd seen while we were in Rodeo Drive and set it on the table in front of him as well, the hollowed skull shaped centre something that caught my eye and I couldn't leave behind.

Chibs looks over at Jax "What did she do?"

Jax grins "Open the fucken box and find out!"

Chibs turns his gaze to me "What did you do?"

I laugh and shake my head "Like Jax said, open the fucken box and find out!"

Chibs lifts the latch and opens the top of the dark wooden box exposing the much lighter coloured box underneath the labels on the box have him blinking up at me "You didn't?"

I grin and shrug "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. Guess you won't know till you open that box too."

Chibs carefully lifts the leather box out of the wood one and pushes it to the side. Undoing the black tie on the side he suddenly stops "Nothing's going to jump out at me when I open this?"

I giggle and point at Jax "Ask him."

Jax shakes his head "Don't get me involved in this. I had nothing to do with it."

Chibs glares at Jax "Don't believe that for a second Jackie boy."

Happy drags a chair over and drops down beside Chibs "Hurry the fuck up old man."

Chibs laughs and suddenly realises that the eyes of every Son in the room is fixed on him and finally opens the top of the tan box. He blinks several times at the bottle tucked in the blue lining before turning his attention to me.

"You know I wasn't serious don't ya?"

I nod "Course I do. But the way I look at it you got a bruise, but Donna, Al, Ellie, Kenny or I would have ended up in hospital." I reach across the table and pick up the shot glass handing it to him as well.

Chibs looks at the box and pushes it back on the table and shakes his head "I can't…"