Chapter name inspired by the song by the Afters. Hey, ladies! I've reached chapter 40! All thanks to you guys cuz you keep me inspired! I know it was mean of me to end the last chapter like I did :). So, here's a treat for you. A longer chapter. Enjoy!
His soft lips pressed against mine a familiar way. A way that I've missed so damn much. I felt his strong hands start twisting in my hair, pulling it slightly.
I moved my hands to his hard chest, ready to push him away. But, I didn't. I moved my hands from his pecks to his waist and pulled him closer. He pulled away first, keeping our faces less than a breath's distance apart. Both of us having a difficult time breathing.
"What do you say, babe?"
His thumb traced the shape of my bottom lip. That was a good fucking question.
What the hell do I say?
"I... I... I.. have to drive Amanda home. I told her I would after she finished cleaning. I should.."
I needed to get out of this man's presence. I was going to cave. I wanted him back no matter what happens tomorrow. Maybe if I'm at least twenty feet away from him, I'll be safe.
I broke out of the barrier he set around me and was ready to leave. He stopped me by catching my arm and pushed me against the closet kitchen cabinet, his body hard against mine, so I couldn't leave him again. He kissed me again, forcing my mouth open. His tongue lightly caressed mine, the both of us allowing a moan slip past our lips. His hands slid off my leather jacket, while I slid off his cut. He lifted me under my arms and sat me down on the nearest counter.
"Jax.."
My hands held His unshaven face while he was buried in my neck, his hands unbuttoning his pants.
"Hmm.."
"What about the crow eaters?"
He lifted his head from my neck and looked through the window between the kitchen and the main part of the clubhouse. All five women stared right back at him. He pulled the string on the blinds, making the view diminish for them.
"Fuck em."
"Oh my god, did any of you get at least a little horny from that fight?," Alice asked, looking around at the other women. She let out a heavy sigh.
"Hell, yeah. It's going to be a busy night for me and my vibrator," Amanda replied, throwing out the last of the trash.
Jax lifted my shirt slowly over my head, placing it over the counter.
"You know, I was afraid you were going to suggest some kind of orgy."
" One girl at a time is more than enough for me."
He rested his forehead against mine. His nose brushing slightly against my nose. I moved my arms around his neck, my finger playing with the end of his hair again.
"Can I be your wife again?"
" You never stopped being my wife, Jules."
With that being said, I lifted my head, and gave him a light peck on the lips. He laughed against my lips.
"What?"
" Do you have any idea how many times we've had sex in a kitchen? We have had to of set a record."
I started laughing. My hands unbuttoned his flannel shirt.
"Looks like we are going to have to add another one to that list."
I felt the warmth of the sun hit my back. I looked up at my husband who was still asleep.
I smiled.
For the first time, in a month.
"You're staring."
Jax opened his one eye and looked down at me.
"How did you know I was staring."
"I can feel it. You don't realize it, but you have an intense gaze."
I slid my body on top of his. My hands tracing the bulging muscles in his arms and shoulders. I felt his hands move under his flannel shirt that I was currently wearing, his one hand sliding over the curve of my hip.
"You okay?", I asked furrowing my brow at his sudden frown.
"You're going back to New York today."
"I know, baby. I have to. I was thinking, I could come visit on the weekends. Shayna would like it. She misses her friends here. Gracie and Abel will get to see their dad. I will get to be with my husband for a few days until he comes home."
"We can take turns. Me in New York one weekend, You here in Charming."
"I like that. Plus, I'm sure Gemma is still pissed at me for not allowing her to take the kids permanently. She will be able to see them."
"Tell me, why didn't we do this in the first place?"
"Because of me. I told you it had to be one or the other. I didn't see the point of compromising. I can be stubborn."
"Oh, I know that's true."
I hit him in the shoulder.
"Hey, we just made up. Don't ruin it."
He took my hand in his. He saw the gold band on my finger.
"You're wearing your wedding ring."
"I never left the house without it being with me. I always kept it in my purse. I know I said I would put it back on again when you came home again, but you can add that to the list of rules I broke within the past few hours."
He smiled and flipped me onto my back. As soon as he was about to kiss me, Gracie started to cry from the crib in the corner. Seconds later, Abel began to cry as well.
"Our kids. "
We both grinned, and He slid off me and sat down on the end of the bed, putting on his pants and a shirt. I hopped off the bed and picked up Abel from the crib. He was now standing in it and smiled as I picked him up.
"Hey, little man."
Jax had Gracie and started looking around the room.
"what are you looking for?"
"The diaper bag."
"It's on the dresser behind you."
"Do you want to change her while I get Abel some breakfast?"
"Nice try, Jax. I've been changing her on my own for over a month. You're back on shared diaper duty as of right now."
"It was worth a try."
I took Abel to the clubhouse kitchen. Gemma was sitting down, drinking coffee.
"Morning."
"Morning. You mind if I hold my grandson?", she asked angrily.
"Sure."
I handed him to her, and she smiled.
"You hungry?"
She raised her eyebrow.
"Oh, you're talking to me again?"
"Gemma, I don't want us to be at each other's throats. But, the kids are staying with me in New York. We will come visit on the weekends."
"What made you want to budge, mom?"
Gemma saw my gold band as I turned to make some food for Abel.
"You're my son's wife again?"
"Yes. You okay with that?"
"It depends on the day. As of right now.. I'm content."
Jax came into the kitchen with Gracie. He looked at me and Gemma.
"Everything okay?"
"Fine," we answered in unison.