CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE

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Pulling into Jax's driveway almost half an hour later I giggle at Jax's expression, his bike is parked up by the door, leaving the gap between it and the house for me. He frowns as I turn the car off and open the door "Where in the fuck were you?"

I lean back into my seat a little before reaching over and picking up the bag off the passenger seat "I stopped to see Mandy and had to get food. There's nothing inside. And seeing I have to make breakfast on Wednesday I had to get stuff for that to." Passing two of the bags to Jax I pick up the other two and jump down from the car "So keep your hair on, I rather like pulling it."

Jax peers into the bags he's holding, the packages from the butcher in town wrapped in brown paper giving away nothing of their contents.

Jax looks up at me, still frowning "Why didn't you tell me you weren't coming straight home?"

I shrug locking the car and walking towards the front door "I didn't think I'd be as long as I was. And I figured that you'd be stuck in gobsmacked mode for at least 5 minutes."

Jax pushes open the already unlocked door and stomps into the kitchen, part of me wants to giggle at the childish behaviour, but the majority of me wants to eat dinner and relax on the couch with a glass of wine and a joint.

Jax sets the bags down on the bench, having already learnt that dropping food around me ends up with me ranting for long periods of time afterwards. "Thanks baby. Dinner won't be long."

Jax pulls a beer from the fridge and opens it, swallowing several mouthfuls he sets it down on the bench before he strips off his kutte and holster. Watching out of the corner of my eye I'm not sure how to ask the question that's on the tip of my tongue. Jax takes the kutte and hangs it by the door, his holster dumped on the table just beside it. When he comes back into the kitchen he picks up his bottle and sits down at the table "What?"

I shrug, pulling a knife from the block to start cutting the chicken I brought into strips "When Abel's home, not straight away of course, but eventually you'll have to do something about a gun safe, or something that he can't get into."

Jax rubs his hand over his face "Why do I think you already have a solution?"

I smile over my shoulder "Because I do."

Jax shakes his head and tips the bottle to his lips "You know, you're going to enjoy organising me, I can just tell."

I set the knife down and pick the pan I want from the cupboard giggling "I shouldn't have to organise you, aren't you an adult?"

Jax rolls his eyes and gets to his feet, crossing the kitchen and sliding his arms around my waist "I am an adult, and I still know you're going to enjoy organising me."

Trying to work around the biker who's pressed himself to me in the kitchen is easier than I thought, Jax moves when my muscles twitch and the whole time I'm cooking chicken and tossing a salad his arms are wrapped around me, his head resting on my shoulder. Cutting a couple of thick slices of the grainy bread I brought I smack his hand away from the bowl as he reaches for one of the cherry tomatoes "Dinner is 3 minutes away. Just wait."

Jax rubs the back of his hand and steps backwards "Sorry Darlin'. I'll behave."

I laugh and shake my head "Don't behave; pour me a glass of wine while I put this stuff on plates."

I end up tossing the chicken into the salad bowl and stuffing the bread down the sides of the bowl, grabbing two forks I step past Jax and into the living room, dropping on the couch I stick my feet on the coffee table and lean back, the bowl in my lap. "Can't be bothered with the table, or plates. Come sit with me, we can share."

I hear Jax moving round the kitchen, the sound of liquid being poured and the fridge door opening again before he appears another beer in one hand and a glass of wine in the other.

Two hours later my glass of wine has turned into 2, the empty bowl from dinner is sitting on the coffee table with the forks still sticking out of it and there's a pile of clothes dumped beside the couch, my hands are tangled in Jax's hair and our lips are locked together.

Jax pulls back slightly with a glazed look on his face "Sarah, as much as I want to have you naked and under me on this couch right now I want you in my bed more."

I smile between my rapid breaths and nod "Shower first."

Jax raises an eyebrow and I pick lightly at the cover that's starting to peel off my chest "I need to clean this."

Jax helps me off his lap before getting to his feet, turning off lights as we go the house is locked, dark and quiet when I open the shower door and turn the water on. The only light that is left on is the one in the hallway so it's very dark when I step into the shower, the initial burst of water that hits me straight in the chest hurts like a thousand needles piercing my skin. The random thought makes me giggle; it wasn't a thousand, just 7 repeatedly.

Jax comes through the door and flicks the light on catching me laughing at myself "What?"

I shake my head "Just insanity."

"Right. So why were you showering in the dark?" Jax strips off what's left of his clothes, his boxers and socks were the only thing he'd been left in.

He pulls open the shower door and steps in behind me "I got in before I realised I hadn't turned the light on and couldn't be bothered getting back out."

Jax laughs and reaches past me to pick up my shampoo, gesturing me to turn around I'm stunned as he runs his hands through my hair making sure it's all wet before pouring some of the shampoo onto the palm of his hand and working it into a lather in the wet locks, leaving me to rinse the suds from my hair I watch him carefully, my eyes only half open. When the water coming off my hair is clear Jax finally seems to have had enough of my calculating look.

"What?"

I wring as much of the water out of my hair as I can looping it onto the top of my hair and securing it with an alligator clip while I think about the question I was thinking.

"How many women have you done that for?" I eventually ask, I know there's a hurt tone to my voice and the regret that even something as intimate as that has been done before doesn't lessen when he laughs again.

"Including you?" He asks turning us around and wetting his own hair. At my wordless nod he leans forwards, his hair dripping down the sides of his face "One." He presses his lips to mine quickly before washing his own hair with efficient movements.

I'm just as stunned and it takes several minutes for my brain to start working again, by the time it does Jax has washed his hair, body and his arm carefully before turning the water back up for me, stepping out of the shower and walking through to the bedroom, a towel in his hand.

It only takes me a few more minutes to finish washing myself, the hot water that I shower over my chest makes me want to scream, but the cold blast feels like a million icicles being jabbed into my skin.

Wrapping two towels around myself I follow Jax's path through to the bedroom and find him sitting on the edge of the bed looking at his furniture with a critical eye. Sitting beside him on the bed I slide my hand onto his knee and lace my fingers through his "What's wrong baby?"

Jax turns his head to me and smiles slightly "Just thinking about how much my life has changed in the last 5 months."

I chuckle, leaning against this side "I hope it's in good ways?"

"Most of them are, I could have done without our son being in the hospital, but if he wasn't would you have come back?" Jax closes his eyes and keeps them closed for a second before his lids lift again and he looks at me.

I pull my hand out of his and stand up "Give me a minute to get dried and we can talk, K?"

Jax nods and watches with heavy lidded eyes while I move around the room, drying my hair with the towel as much as possible I braid it loosely down my back. Contemplating the clothes I have I finally shake my head and slide into the bed naked.

Jax looks stunned but the grin that crosses his face could only be described as the cat that got the canary. I hold up my hand and the smile fades but doesn't disappear "I'm not wearing anything cause I can't."

Jax cocks his head and nods once "If you say so Darlin'. So do I get to know what you couldn't tell me wrapped in a towel that you can tell me while naked and in my bed?"