Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run

by malenavillainess

She's been running from the powerful crime boss she left at the altar, her bio dad & SOA for too long. Time to fight. Saving herself means bringing down SAMCRO & its sexy vice prez Jax. She's too smart to fall in love with him. Jax can try to screw with her heart, but she's going to screw with his head. Winner lives. Too bad for her, someone is killing the women closest to him. AU

127. Chapter 127 Eyes

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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run

Chapter 127 Eyes

Gemma poured herself another martini and handed Clay another bottle of beer.

"I can't believe Jax has been so out of touch. Wait until I get my hands on him," Gemma said.

Clay had a pounding headache. Each heart beat felt like a hammer slamming into his head. He had listened to Gemma bitch about Jax for more than a half hour straight and that didn't count all the other times she'd whined about him.

"Shut the fuck up," Clay said sourly. "I don't blame him for getting away from you. He's a man, not a fucking three year old."

"I don't know why you can't be more supportive," Gemma snapped indignantly. "You don't know what it's like to be a father."

"Gemma I meant it when I told you to shut the fuck up. Do it or I will do more than bounce you off a couple of walls. Quit the fucking bitching. You're like one of those little purse dogs with all your yapping."

Clay knew what it was like to be a father, just not in the way Gemma meant. He'd cheated with a Crow-eater at the Laredo chapter twice. The stupid bitch got pregnant. She'd refused to have an abortion and he'd refused to be a father.

He didn't know what had happened to her until he'd gone to the former Crow-eater's house to kill her for being a rat and he saw her daughter—his daughter. She had long wavy dark hair and wide green eyes. A truly beautiful kid.

He would never forget the look in her green eyes when she saw him choking the life out of her mother. If he ever saw his daughter again, he would have to kill her because there was no statue of limitations on murder. His daughter could get him the death penalty or life without parole. Daughter or not, she had to die.

Every day since he'd killed her mother, he'd expected a knock on the door from the cops arresting him for murder. It was only in the last couple of years that he'd relaxed.

All that changed with a phone call from the president of the Nomad chapter of SOA who told him Bucky Jeffers was getting out on parole. Clay hoped like hell he would stay the fuck away from the Charming chapter.

The past was better dead and buried.