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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run
Chapter 9 Return
Tara had been back in town for almost three months and Jax had ignored her. He had to have known she was back because everyone knew everyone's business in Charming.
When Kohn came after her, she'd tried using the police. She'd been met with a big blue wall of silence. Law enforcement protected its own even when that person was a physically abusive ATF agent. She shouldn't have been surprised. Cops had a statistically higher rate of domestic violence.
She felt safer in Charming, but that wasn't the real reason she was back. She wanted Jax. It was that simple. She still loved him and she wanted him back.
In her fantasies, she imagined Jax hearing she was back in town and knocking on her door. She would let him in, they would kiss and end up in bed where they would pledge eternal love and fidelity to each other.
Reality was harsh. She hadn't heard from him. She hadn't even seen him ride past her father's now her house. Every time she heard a motorcycle, she'd gone running to the front door's peephole hoping for a glimpse of him. It turned out the neighbor next door's son had a bike. She'd only run to the door a dozen times before she figured this out. So much for brains.
How could he just ignore the fact that she was back? How could she be the love of his life and now . . . nothing? It wasn't fair.
This was all her fault. She should never have left Charming. She'd chosen between the future and Jax and picked the future. Now that she wanted Jax back, maybe they didn't have a future anymore. Maybe it was too late and she no longer had a hold on his heart.
Great. She was stuck in a town she hated in a job that had no future. Well done, Tara. Great job with your life. How much fun was being a fancy neonatal surgeon coming back to an empty home night after night? Without love, there was nothing. She was nothing.
Meanwhile, she was knew Jax was plowing through all the available young women in town. Donna had spilled that fact when she'd run into her at the grocery store. She'd returned to her father's house crushed by Donna's confidence.
Stupid Tara, she scolded herself. Did she really think Jax Teller had gone without sex during the ten years they had been apart? This was a guy who had girls throwing themselves at him even right in front of her.
Did she really think she still had any kind of chance with him? She was smart, but there were so many girls who had better bodies and were more beautiful.
Guys rarely felt a girl's intelligence was a desirable trait because most men see better than they can think. Well, that was it. She had probably lost him forever. Her chest felt the familiar crushing weight of heartbreak.
The stubbornness that she'd used to get through medical school and all her surgical training would not let her give up that easily. No more pathetic Tara the victim. She was going to get Jax back. He loved her once and he would love her again.
He hadn't come to see her because he was waiting for her to make the first move. That explained everything. This was all her fault.
She had one card to play and she hoped she didn't have to use it. She could always bring her father's Cutlass in for servicing. She hated to make such an obvious move, but if she couldn't manage to "accidentally" meet him somehow, she'd just have to go to TM and bring the fight for his heart to him.
She pulled into the driveway of David Hale's house. He had invited her over for a BBQ. He had always been a good friend. They had even hooked up a couple of times when she and Jax were going through a rough patch.
Sleeping with Hale tonight wouldn't be the worst thing she could do and she wouldn't have to go home to that empty house. Hale was a gentleman. He would never tell. Maybe she could get some information about Jax out of Hale.