CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTEEN

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The door opens slowly and Jax steps through "Hey Darlin' where you off to like that?"

I glance down and realise I'm still only in his shirt. "Umm, nowhere now that I realise that I'm not exactly dressed to go out of the door." I giggle at myself. "I was going to go over to the office and retrieve my box of shoes."

Jax steps backwards "I'll be back."

"Thanks! Love you." I call as he walks back towards the main room of the clubhouse.

He's back in less than 10 minutes with the box in front of him and a frown on his face "What's up?"

"Did my mother say something to you earlier?" He says, pushing the box to the end of the bed and reaching into his pocket.

I shrug "Not really." I step up beside him and pull his KA-bar from his belt, sliding it through the tape before spinning it and handing it back to him by the handle "She mentioned something about wanting more grandkids."

Jax rolls his eyes as he slides the knife back into it's sheath the gesture is really unusual on his face but the smirk he shoots at me makes me wait silently, knowing that there is about to be something come out of his mouth that will make me laugh. "We're getting plenty of practice. I believe you said something about practice makes perfect to Donna?"

I purse my lips and shake my head "Is nothing sacred. But what I actually said was that with the amount of practice they do when they get around to it they should be perfect when it comes to getting off the starting blocks. And I said it to Ope, while you were there."

I shake my head lifting out a couple of the boxes and checking the sizes. Setting aside the shoes Donna and Al had picked I find that 2/3's of the box is filled with the ones I brought.

Jax raises an eyebrow "You're not digging into them straight away to pick a pair for tonight?"

I shake my head "Nope. I'll wear them around home for a day or so to wear them in before I go out in them. Besides, I already have stuff picked for tonight. Well a couple of options anyway."

Jax grins like a little kid "Can I see?"

I shrug "Sure, it's in the bag over there. I'll go take these to their owners and be back."

Dropping the three boxes off with Donna and 2 with Al I step back into the room to find Jax looking at the small bag "I still don't know how you do it. There was a pair of pants, a skirt and 2 dresses in here, as well as a shirt and 3 corsets in here."

I laugh and undo the other zip "And 2 pairs of shoes."

Jax wraps his arms around me and pulls me to his chest "You do know you still forgot to put clothes on?"

I look down "Oh well. I only went down the hall, and there's no one around."

Jax kisses me softly "I know. But still, there's far too much skin on display."

"What, my legs and my arms?"

Jax nods "Yep. Your skin should be for my eyes only."

I nuzzle closer to his chest, my arms sliding under the unzipped hoodie "You get to see all the best parts."

Jax laughs, the movement making my head bounce a little "I know. And I picked what I want you to wear tonight."

I lean back so I can meet his eyes "Did you now?"

He nods "It's on the bed. Everything else is in the top draw."

"Oh baby, your Mom is bringing over your old dresser for me to put in here too." I tell him as I pull out of his arms and go through to the bathroom, picking up my hairbrush.

Jax appears in the doorway "Okay, I gotta go now, we're sitting down in a couple of minutes."

I bounce out of the bathroom and into his arms, my own arms wrapping around his neck and dragging him down for a kiss that leaves us both slightly breathless.

Jax groans as he pulls away from me "You do make it hard to leave."

I smile "But it makes it great coming back. Now go, before you're late. And I want to talk to Clay about my Caracara ideas later."

Jax nods and leans down for another kiss "I'll float it while we're in there. I may need you though."

I nod and turn back to the mirror, picking up my eye liner and waving it at him "I'm here if you do."

Waiting till the door closes behind him I put on the very basic make up that I always wear, eye liner, mascara. Leaving the lipstick till after I've seen what Jax has decided he wants me to wear I almost fall over with laughter when all I see on the bed is a pile of leather and buckles.

Rolling my eyes towards the ceiling I can't help but mutter "Why am I not surprised."

Wiggling into the clothes he's put on the bed I decide I may as well let him have this seeing he seems to enjoy my clothes as much as I do. Walking back into the bathroom I darken the eyeliner and add a light black sheen over the top of my eyes.

Sitting back on the bed with my laptop I decide to work through some of the emails that I didn't want to look at and after 45 minutes the door opening again is a welcome sight.

Jax looks at me sitting on the bed and pushes the door closed behind him "I've decided that we're not going out there tonight. But Clay does want you to come give him your idea. I didn't tell him anything other than you had a good idea for getting some serious, legal, cash flow."

I slide off the bed and shove my feet into my boots zipping the inside up I stand up "You know I feel kinda like I should be going all dominatrix on you."

Jax grins and wiggles his eyebrows at me "Babe, you can order me to do whatever you want as long as it involves me fucking you in those boots and that top."

I slap him lightly on the arm "You wouldn't fit them."

Jax narrows his eyes and pulls me to his chest, my hands setting on his biceps "You know exactly what I mean Mistress Hale."

I laugh and kiss him firmly on the lips before darting into the bathroom and putting on a bright red lipstick. "Hmm, that gives me an idea. But who knew you'd like me so much in leather."

Jax grabs my hand and presses it to the front of his jeans where I can feel through the material that he's hard. My eyebrows shoot up "Really?"

He smirks at me "You look like you should be sprawled across the front of a car or a bike in some magazine somewhere."

I poke my tongue out at him and saunter past "Well, better not keep Uncle Clay waiting, after all Aunt Gemma is probably getting annoyed."

Jax shudders "Thanks, you referring to my mother as Aunt just killed that hard on."

I wiggle my eyebrows at him in an imitation of him from before "That was the plan. I'll help you get it back later."