Flashback:

I tightly squeezed my eyes shut. How is it possible that one case could have so much paperwork? Then again, it doesn't help that I'm a terrible procrastinator . I thought that habit would be long gone once I was out of college. But no.

I closed the laptop, loving the feeling of darkness wrapping itself around me. I slid myself further down into my bed, shutting my eyes as my head hit the pillow.

Boom. Boom. Boom

Are you fucking kidding me?

I rolled over and reached for my phone on the nightstand. I turned on my phone and looked at the time.

3 AM.

I tossed the covers off of me and stumbled to my front door. I opened the door, ready to scream at the asshole who decided to wake me out of a dead sleep.

"Do you have any idea what time.."

I rubbed my eyes and they finally connected with the person who woke me out of a dead sleep.

"Jax, jesus, what are you doing here so late?"

"I... I couldn't sleep and I needed someone to talk to."

I stepped aside and let him walk past me, and inside my house.

"You know, I think that's what your future wife is there for."

"Yeah darlin', but she's not you. she gives shit advice."

I chuckled and closed my door.

"You want a beer?"

"Yeah, please."

Jax let Julia take the lead into the kitchen. He did everything he could not to check her out while she was walking, but he couldn't help himself. She was wearing a long football jersey that barely went to the middle of her thighs since she's so tall. The woman was 5'9, to be exact. What he wouldn't do to have them wrapped tightly around his waist right now.

What the fuck? Did he really just think that?

Damn it, Jax. Think of something else. Anything else.

The sound of the refrigerator door opening made him snap back to reality.

"Hey, is Bud Lite okay?"

"Uh, yeah, yeah. That's fine."

He took a seat at her kitchen table, not taking his eyes off of her. How come he hasn't seen her like this before? Is it because he and Wendy have been fighting like cats and dogs lately? Maybe. Now that he took a minute to really look at her, he thought she was beautiful. He never really seen an attractive colored woman around Charming, until now that is. She had beautiful curly hair that was slightly past the shoulders and framed her heart-shaped face perfectly. He loved it when she wore it down. He just wanted to run his fingers through it. And those eyes. Man, those eyes. Even though they were brown, they were enough to make his breath hitch in his throat. Especially, if those eyes had sadness behind them. He couldn't fucking breathe at all. Jax shifted at the kitchen table, looking down at his groin.

Down boy.

Julia turned around from the fridge.

"You hungry?"

"Starving," his voice cracked, making Julia look at him in suspicion.

Julia got out some cold cuts, mustard, and mayo from the fridge and walked over to the pantry.

She opened one of the wood cabinets. To grab one of her plates, Julia needed to stand on her tippy toes. Jax got a nice view of her ass.

Please God.

Her see through black lace panties covered most of it. They hugged that ass so perfectly. Jax couldn't take it anymore and stood up from the table. His brain was going into overload, and it's making the little head wanting to break through his denim.

"I got it, Jules."

He just stretched an arm up and brought the plate down for her.

"Thanks, "she replied with a smile.

He just nodded and leaned on the counter next to her.

"So, are you going to tell me what's on your mind?"

She really didn't want him to answer that question. Cuz right now, all that's on his mind is making her toes curl and for him to get that sweet release his body is itching for.

"Do you think I'm doing the right thing? Marrying Wendy?"

"Yeah," she responded, not making eye contact with him as she started making the sandwiches.

"Jules."

His pleading tone forced her to look at him.

"Yeah, you love her. You should marry her. People who love each other get married."

He did love Wendy, but as the wedding moved itself closer, it made him doubt himself more and more. Was he rushing this? Or was it purely just cold feet?

I finished making his sandwich and handed it to him.

"It's just cold feet, Jax. It's completely normal."

He just sighed and took the plate.

"Thanks."

"Anytime."

"You're really leaving for New York in two days?", he asked taking a big bite out of his sandwich.

"Yeah, I have to. My mom's getting worse. I feel bad that I live on the other side of the country while she gets sicker and sicker."

"I'm going to miss you.", Jax said, making me smile.

"I'll miss you, too."

I started putting everything back in the fridge when I felt Jax pressed up against me. He pulled my hair to one side and started kissing his way down my neck. I turned around and was currently face to face with him.

"What are you doing?", I asked, my question coming out in pure breathlessness.

"What I should've done a long time ago."

He moved his hands to my hips and lifted me up onto him. I pulled his face to mine and our lips finally met. He pushed everything off the kitchen table, making everything shatter all over the floor. He started moving his hands under my jersey, finding the fabric of my panties. They were halfway down my legs when I grabbed his hands.

Realization hit me like a slap in the face. I started pushing Jax away.

"Jax, no no. We can't. I can't. You can't, you're getting married in a few hours."

Jax let go of my panties gently held my face with both of his hands.

"Just this once, can you stop thinking about the consequences and do what you want, darlin'?"

All my common sense and actually giving a shit went right out the window. All I needed now was him being inside me, as deep as possible.

I plan on continuing this flashback, but I just wanted to get started a tease you guys for a bit :)