CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR

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Jax stops on the way home to pick up smokes and fill the tank on his bike, the amount of gas that goes into it almost makes me laugh, I'm sure that the total volume of his tank is what my Nitro takes just to start.

When we pull into the drive I head straight to start dinner while Jax walks slowly around his house before joining me in the kitchen and sitting at the table with a thoughtful look on his face and a beer in his hand.

I'm in the middle of slicing up veges for a stir-fry, hoping he won't notice the variety but his mind seems to be on something else. "Why do you need to buy a new bedroom suite?" He finally asks, picking at the neck of the bottle.

I glance over my shoulder at him, pausing mid slice "For which room?"

"The master bedroom. We both have beds; can't we use one of them?"

I shake my head "I don't actually have a bed of my own at this point, the one I was using before I came back here was Cam's old one when she got a new one and it is in desperate need of dumping. And while I love you Jax and I accept your history there is no way in any of the 10 levels of hell that a bed that you fucked Tara on is coming into our house. It can stay here, but what I'd really like to do with it when we're all set up in the new place is take it somewhere and burn the fucken thing."

Jax fixes his eyes on me "Wow, I didn't know it was that big a deal."

I shrug "It's not at the moment, cause it's in your house I'm okay with it."

Jax nods slowly "If you want to get technical it's your house now too, you're the one that paid the mortgage."

I shake my head again "Nope, still in your name, doesn't have anything to do with me. And you still need to talk to Juice about if he wants it."

Jax smiles "I did."

"When?"

"After church. He said he'll buy it, but it'll have to wait till after the next shipment." The shipment in question will be the next one arriving from the IRA, I don't ask any details, I don't need to know and if I do then Jax will tell me.

"Okay. Well it's gotta wait till the new place is painted, carpeted, and furnished too."

Jax nods and watches while I toss veges in one pan and turn the steaks in the other. "Plus we need to pack this place."

"Yep. You need to work out what you want from here in the way of furniture. Your couch can go in your room, I guess so can the TV and cabinet." I look around the kitchen and think about the rooms down the hall "Obviously everything of Abel's will come. Do we need to get a skip for rubbish here as well?" I ask, silently wondering how much stuff Tara inserted into Jax's house in her short stint back in Charming.

Jax stands up and crosses the room, his sneakered feet not giving away his movement, his Kutte having been hung up isn't a help either, only the soft clink of his wallet chain lets me know he's moving seconds before his slides his arms under mine and around my waist. "Babe, don't stress about that shit now. It'll happen, and we can't do anything till after the other house is finished."

I lean against his chest for a second "I know, I just like being busy. You should know that."

Jax nods and leans down, kissing the side of my cheek by my ear "I know that. Shit, everyone knows you like being busy. But just relax for one night."

I nod once, pulling the steaks out of the pan and leaving it to rest on the board beside me "I'll try."

"Good." Jax goes to the fridge and pulls out another beer, and a bottle of wine, pouring me a glass he hands it over "No more over thinking."

I giggle and take a sip as I toss the veges around again "Okay okay. I get it."

Leaving the pan for a second I pull plates and cutlery from the cupboard and draws, looking at the dark brown plates I can't help screw my nose up at them "Where on earth did these ugly things come from by the way?"

Jax groans "You don't want to know."

I roll my eyes towards the roof "Tara picked them didn't she?"

"Sorry babe." Jax's voice does sound apologetic.

"It's okay, but was she high?" The white swirling patterns over the dark surface are simply hideous.

Jax laughs "I'm not sure, I came home one day and found her here with the whole set."

I slice the steaks up while the veges finish cooking "Well, they can definitely be retired."

Jax doesn't say anything and when I turn around a few minutes later with the plates in my hands he's sitting at the table watching me move.

Passing a plate over I sit down across from him and raise an eyebrow "You okay?"

He nods "Are you going to try and eliminate Tara from my history?"

I sigh, poking a piece of green bean "No, I can't. As much as I'd like her to not have been in your life I know she was. I just don't want to be surrounded by things that bring up memories of her for you."

Jax leans over and grabs my hand "Sarah, I'm here with you, I love you. Tara is history that will never be repeated. We can go through and get rid of everything she brought or touched if you want. I don't care. Things that may hold memories of her aren't going to make me love you any less then I do. In fact, they'll make me more grateful that I finally pulled my head outta my ass."

I laugh at the thought that if I got rid of everything she touched Jax would have no clothes left "I'm not going to do that. As tempting as it is given she probably touched 99% of your clothes, I think we'll see how we go with stuff. If it's ugly it's going, and the bed is definitely gone when we move."

Jax nods and spears a piece of pepper "What on earth is this?"

I smile brightly "It's good for you, it tastes good, I cooked it, you will eat it."

Jax raises an eyebrow and looks at me "Really?"

I nod putting a forkful of food into my mouth, chewing and swallowing before speaking again "Well, try it at least. Please."

Jax hesitantly puts the offending vegetable in his mouth and makes a noise in the back of this throat as he chews and swallows "You know, that's actually pretty good."

I poke my tongue out at him "I know. Now eat."