CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-TWO

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Chuckling at the shocked expression on Al's face I pick up my shot glass again and swallow the liquid, Al's leaning forward to fill it before I can even set it on the ground but a shake of my head has her sitting back stunned, the open vodka bottle in her hand "That glass ain't getting refilled till you lot have emptied yours. And I'm not starting this story till that happens." I say with a grin as hands shoot out and drinks are swallowed, Al refills them as they're set down and then sits back against the wall with an expectant expression on her face.

Donna glares at me, her full glass still sitting in front of her "I'm not drinking that if it's going to keep you not telling that story!"

I shrug "Oh well, I'm telling it anyway." I move slightly again, curling my feet between Jax's outstretched legs and sliding down between them so my butt lands on the cushion under his thighs. "D and Ope got together when she was 15 but her parents refused to let her get on the bike with Opie, he was only 16 and hadn't been riding for long. She agreed with this, obviously even then choosing the battles with her parents."

Donna snorts "Pity that never worked."

"Anyway, we were going to go to the cabin for the weekend, her first trip riding bitch for anyone, so we had the bikes ready and were in the process of loading the saddlebags. Donna was nervous as anything and her nerves weren't helping Opie at all, he'd worked his way through a pack of smokes in just over 2 hours. We had just loaded the last stuff into the bags for Ope's bike when he came in to let us know he was going to get more smokes and would be back in about 10 minutes."

Donna picks up her glass and drinks the shot, refilling and emptying it again before leaning back into Opie's chest with a shudder.

"It wasn't funny but Ope's reaction was. He was on his way back and got sideswiped by a car, ended up laying his bike down and did some damage to his leg. He rang Jax to come help and the only other one in the lot was Tig who came with us. D wasn't going to wait for us to find out what was going on so she got on the back of Tigs bike right before he could pull out of his parking space. I've never seen him look so stunned but he just shrugged, told her to hold on and ripped out of the car park."

Opie shakes his head "Yeah, okay that wasn't that bad."

I giggle "No that wasn't, but your face when we got there was priceless. And poor Tig, I think it took him a few days to recover his hearing."

Donna blushes faintly and covers her face with her hands "Shush you!"

I shake my head "Nope."

Al looks between us "What did Donna do to Tig?"

I smile brightly at her and Cam "She screamed from the second he pulled out of the drive here till he stopped by Opie, who incidentally was only 4 blocks away."

"I could hear you coming from half a block away, over the sound of the bikes." Opie says with a chuckle. "Tig's ears didn't stop ringing for almost 30 minutes."

Donna looks up between her fingers "I apologised to him, and gave him a cake."

"That I baked!" I say with a grin "But the funniest thing of the whole lot was the heart broken expression on Ope's face when he realised that it was Tig that popped D's motorbike cherry."

Opie glares at me "No need to word it like that."

Jax's chest behind me shakes with laughter "Tig did."

Opie turns his glare to Jax "Well your step-father popped your Old Lady's motorbike cherry."

I shudder "Oh my god that sounds so inbred! And remember Ope, I was 12."

Jax runs his hand down my arm lightly before reaching past me to grab his glass "I'm not worried about Sarah having ridden bitch on other bikes before." He tips the whiskey into his mouth and swallows before laughing "She's ridden with at least three of my brothers, but she won't be again." Jax squeezes my hand tightly.

Shaking my head slightly I try and work out the three he's talking about but give up after two. "Three?"

Jax nods, his chin brushing my shoulder "Clay, Happy and Ope."

I frown and shake my head "I've never ridden with Ope."

Jax leans his chin on my shoulder so he can look at me "Are you sure?"

I nod "I'm sure baby."

Opie looks past my shoulder and grins "Bro, she's never been on my bike full stop."

I roll my eyes at the issues they have with their Old Ladies riding bitch with anyone else. Twisting around so I'm leaning against the wall on one side of him I nod "Besides that fact, when I rode bitch with both Uncle Clay and Happy I wasn't your Old Lady, and when I rode with Hap most of the time it was your fault."

Jax drops his head and runs his hand over his face again before looking up at me "I know babe. I was an asshole."

I shrug but don't disagree which causes everyone around us to laugh. Cam grins brightly at me "See this is the side of you I never knew. The person I got to know would not have shot vodka straight, would not have called someone baby, would not have been happy to refer to themselves as a bitch."

I laugh, shaking my head "I'm not calling myself a bitch when I say that, none of us are. When you're riding behind someone on a bike it's called riding bitch. That's why most guys would rather walk."

Cam nods, understanding dawning in her eyes. "But still, here you seem to be so relaxed and free. In New York, even before Craig, you always had this tension you seemed to be holding. This iron grip on everything around you."

Jax chuckles "She still has that iron control that she doesn't want to let go. We've been trying to get her back to the way that she was before she left but..."

Donna interrupts "She'll never be who she was before she left though Jax, you know that. The Sarah from before wouldn't have done anything about Tara being back, she would have ignored the mid-fuck phone calls and pretended she was okay." I clear my throat to try and bring their attention back to the fact I'm still sitting right beside them but Donna ignores me "She wouldn't have beaten the snot out of some brainless porn star who didn't understand she was used up pussy. And Jax, she sure as fuck would never have let someone watch her mas..."

Leaning forwards I smack my hand over her mouth with a startled yelp "That's enough D!"

Donna laughs and nods once. Leaning back into Jax's chest he wraps his arms around me and pulls me to his chest, his nose running over my neck. "I know exactly what she was talking about, and it's still the single hottest thing I've ever seen, and babe I've seen a lot of stuff."

I roll my eyes and put my hand out; he lifts my shot glass and presses it to my palm.

Cam's eyes dart between us all "So what else can you tell me about when she was younger?"