CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE

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:-) Babykitty: I like the way you think...and add a mostly naked Jax till Sarah can 'find time' to go shopping for him makes it even better doesn't it?

It's not an hour later, after the house work finished that I realise I still haven't heard from Mandy and my stomach drops, having not heard for so long really makes me think that the neo-Nazi offer was already a finished deal.

I sigh deeply, Jax's arm around my shoulders moving with the exhalation. He turns his head from the TV where we'd been watching some weird show about zombies. "What are you stressing about now?"

I twist around completely to look up at him, putting my back into the corner of the couch and dropping my feet in his lap "I'm just wondering what's happening with Mandy. I would have thought I'd heard from her by now."

Jax sets his hand on one of my ankles, his fingers tracing patters over the tattooed images there "Why don't you ring her and ask?"

I roll my eyes "I thought about that, but it's 8pm on a Sunday night."

Jax taps his finger on the 'Welcome to Charming' sign that's been inked into my skin "And if you don't get an answer you can leave a message for her to get tomorrow. Babe, it's been stressing you out all day, just ring her."

I pull my foot off his lap and get to my feet, rummaging through my bag in the kitchen it takes me empting the entire contents onto the table before I realise that the object I'm searching for is missing. After repacking my bag again, disposing of the pile of rubbish I was carrying and the usual things that I can't explain like the screwdriver that I found tucked under my perfume I go back out of the room.

"Baby, do you remember what I did with my phone?" I ask, leaning over the half-wall behind the couch.

"Last time I saw it was on the way back from Fresno." Jax's voice is kind of distracted as he watches zombies attacking a tank.

I shake my head at the gore that's splattered on the TV and try and think about the trip back, I remember jamming my phone in my pocket so decide that my jacket is probably the best bet, if not I may very well have put it through the washing machine at some point. It certainly wouldn't be the first time.

Checking the pockets of my battered jacket that's hanging in the hall I breathe a sigh of relief when I find the phone tucked into the inside pocket. Flicking it open I shake my head in disbelief.

"Found it. It's as dead a doornail." I plug it in and drop it on the cabinet by the jackets.

Jax laughs and pats the couch "See, so Mandy may have tried to get hold of you and couldn't. Sit down, let the thing charge and ring her tomorrow. Come watch this with me, I'll protect you from the scary bits."

I shake my head and laugh "Ahh, zombies. Save me." I roll my eyes at him and take a step backwards "I thought I'd go do some baking to take in tomorrow. And I still owe Fresno some; they're not going back till Wednesday aye?"

Jax nods "Yep, they're heading out Wednesday morning."

I rub my hands together and smile "Excellent."

Heading into the kitchen I consider what to make to take into the clubhouse tomorrow, I'm getting a little sick of cupcakes, but I know I should take some in for Happy at least.

Checking through the fridge I decide to make some coffee flavoured cupcakes as a thank you to Hap. I consider making a cheesecake but decide at the last minute that I can't be bothered with the fuss and after whipping the batter for the cupcakes together I make a massive batch of cookie dough, splitting it into several batches I end up with pecan and white chocolate chip cookies, orange and dark chocolate cookies and some plain vanilla cookies as well.

Jax creeps into the kitchen as the last batch of plain cookies comes out and blinks rapidly, looking around the room "You know you've only been in here 2 hours aye?"

I nod and look at the baking on the bench "You should see how much I can get done when I'm in a hurry. Do you want these iced?"

Jax shrugs "I don't know." He reaches out and snags one of the pecan cookies and bites into it, the appreciative noise in the back of his throat makes me smile "You definitely should still think about opening a bakery."

I shrug "I'll think about it. I could put it into part of the store I guess."

Jax nods enthusiastically "But make sure you still bake at home for me."

I lift the last of the semi-cooled cookies onto a rack and drop the non-stick sheet into the sink "Course I will, and I'll bake at home for the Club as well."

"And Gemma for her Taste of Charming. She'll want you to donate for the festival, you know that don't ya Darlin'?"

I nod "She already told me that she wants me to decorate a cake as part of the raffle, even though it's not till the end of September."

Jax rolls his eyes towards the roof "That's Ma though, always trying to sort shit months ahead. Clean this up and let's go to bed. Do you need a hand?"

I shake my head "Nope. I know if you 'help' you'll end up eating more cookies than you will put in the containers. I'll have to take the truck tomorrow though."

"I know babe." Jax wanders down the hall and a little while later I hear the sound of the shower start. Leaving the last batch of cookies to cool completely I pack everything else up into the containers and set them on the bench. Happy's cupcakes right on the top, the yellow smiley faces on the top make me giggle, but the sudden thought I should check with Jax first comes through my mind.

Loading the dishwasher and pulling out stuff for breakfast has the time passing before Jax comes back into the room, his towel round his hips and water dripping from his hair "Are you not done yet?"

I shake my head, sliding the last cookie into its container, the cooling rack is put in the space in the dishwasher and I jab my finger at the on button. "Am now. But I need to check something. Do you think Hap will like these, or should I redecorate them?"

Jax looks down into the container and chuckles "I think he'll like them. Especially if they are all for him."

I smile up at Jax, my eyes distracted by a drop of water that's clinging to his lip "Course they are all for him. You don't need them."

Jax growls and picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder "Enough of this kitchen stuff, time for bed."