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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run
Chapter 152 Kiss
Wednesday it was so slow at work, Tara had time to work on her plan to get Jax back. She believed that if she could just come up with the perfect words, she would unlock Jax's heart and he would be hers again.
There had been so much love between them; it couldn't all be gone now. As long as Jax felt a tiny spark of love for her, she had hope that this time they would get back together for good.
In high school she'd been a disaster. Jax saw that there was more to her than this shy, awkward, smart girl. Their lockers were next to each other, so of course, he flirted with her. That day, she felt giddy with happiness. Life was perfect because the hottest guy in school flirted with her.
The elation lasted a couple of days until she overheard him talking to a girl in the library and he was flirting with her just like he'd done with her a few days before. The bitter truth was he flirted with all girls regardless of looks. If a girl was near him, he automatically flirted. That was Jax Teller. He couldn't help himself.
One day, he asked her if she wanted a ride home on his motorcycle. She quickly accepted his invitation. On the walk to the parking lot, he'd reached down and took her hand in his. Silly to even remember something that trivial, but it was the first time a boy had held her hand. She still recalled how small her hand felt wrapped in his big paw of a hand. It was rough and calloused from working at TM and taking shop in high school and it was exactly how a man's hand should feel. Rough, tough and sexy.
He hadn't taken her straight home from school. He took her down a little dirt road about half a mile. There were trees and tall grass. He got off his bike and helped her off. Her heart was beating so fast it didn't feel like there was any pause between the beats. She was afraid of what he was going to do and more afraid of what he might not do.
She shut her eyes and the images came back to her like a movie. Gawky, shy girl and the tall, long-haired, blonde god of a guy. He'd always had so much self-confidence even back in high school. He smiled and her knees almost buckled.
"It's OK," he whispered. "You're in good hands."
He kissed her. It was the perfect first kiss, gentle, tender and soft. He lifted his head and when her eyes met his, she fell in love with him at that exact moment. That magical tingly feeling was terrifying and exhilarating at the same time.
Even though that had been her first kiss, Jax must not have minded her inexperience too much because he'd given her a ride home the next day with the same results.
A love that strong couldn't be thrown away so easily. When she reminded him of all they had shared, he would remember all the magical times they had together and realize that she was the only woman he would ever love.
Just as she was about to leave, she'd gotten pulled in to assist Dr. Namid with an emergency surgery on a newborn. Getting back with Jax would have to wait another day.
The delay was only temporary because she was going to get him back and they were going to get that happy ending they deserved.