CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO

Website where all photos of all outfits mentioned is on my profile. It's 540am. I've been awake for 4 hours. Here's a chapter (I wrote it a while ago so it doesn't have signs of the insanity I currently feel due to lack of sleep).

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The phone rings as I'm packing the last of Jax's things into his suitcase. His voice echoes up the stairs that he's got it and the soft murmur of his voice moves around the downstairs. Zipping up his suitcase I add it beside the other two and move onto mine. The four 'court' outfits that I've put together are hung carefully into the garment bag, the hangers poking through the top. The rest of the clothes of pulled out are normal things, a couple of pairs of jeans, two skirts, five t-shirts and four pairs of shoes.

10 minutes later I wrestle the zip of my suitcase closed and put it with the others to take downstairs later. Doing up the garment bag I hang it from the top of the door before going into the bathroom and empting my makeup case, repacking it with toiletries for the 2 weeks we're away. Abel's bath bubbles and shampoo, Shower gel and shampoo for both Jax and I, razors for both and shaving gel are tossed in along with my small travel makeup case which I repack with more subdued colours, knowing Cam will have her huge case at the house. Finishing that bag with perfume, aftershave, new toothbrushes and toothpaste I leave it open on top of the suitcase for my hairbrush in the morning.

Finally coming downstairs at 635 Jax waves from where he's sitting on one of the chairs in his games room. Lifting Abel's hand I wave back and head towards the kitchen, heating a bottle for Abel and carrying it through to the games room, along with a cloth for my shoulder.

Jax pulls the phone away from his ear for a second "You get everything packed?"

I nod, sticking the rubber teat of the bottle into Abel's wide open mouth "Yep. All set. Just have deliveries to do at Gem's and dinner/drinks at TM."

Jax nods once, pulling the mouthpiece back so he can speak in it "So, what else did you need?"

Jax rolls his eyes "My father died a long time ago. He was in an accident that was in no way caused by his health at all. The brakes failed on his bike and he went under a truck." He looks up at me and I shake my head, the fact that JT was dragged almost 200 yards under the truck and still lived for another 2 days isn't something many people know, and the need-to-know basis does not extend to this situation.

It's information I could have done without knowing, but Gemma telling Jax that Abel would be fine and using that as a reason that Tellers were 'born tough' had stuck in my brain like a bad song.

A couple of seconds later he says "Thanks, bye." and hangs up the phone. Leaning against the back of the chair he holds out his hands, waiting till I settle Abel in his arms I lean over the back of the chair "So you're ready to go to TM when he's done?"

I shake my head "I just need to put on a pair of shoes then I'm good to go."

Jax stretches over and kisses me lightly while Abel happily sucks on his bottle "That's why I love you."

"Why?"

"Cause you're happy to go to dinner with my mother in jeans and a t-shirt."

I snicker "Please, its pizza and beer at TM. But if I go get those shoes now when he's done and burped I'm ready. I changed him just before I came downstairs."

Doj's food stand is by the front door where I set it after he'd had dinner a little after 430, the bag of food already in the back of the Nitro and his bed that I'd replaced is still at Gemma's from before we moved, with his sofa in the new house he hadn't needed the squishy bed as well.

Coming back downstairs less than 5 minutes later I find Jax at the front door, Abel's capsule in his hand and the stand missing. "Put the stand in the back of the truck, and got the seat while I was out there."

I lift my eyebrows "And where was Abel while you did this."

"In my other arm babe. Relax." I roll my eyes and he steps towards me. "Do you not believe I could carry both?"

I start laughing when he uses the capsule to do bicep curls, only getting through two before I shake my head "Okay, okay muscle man. I believe you, now we better get going before Gem flips. Is the diaper bag in the car?"

Jax shakes his head "Told you, I ain't carrying no handbag."

Snorting I go through to the kitchen and pick up the offending item, the black item slung over my arm when I return. "Oh, baby, you remember when I told you I'd show you the shoes that started my obsession with heels?"

Jax nods, looking down at my feet before whistling "How the fuck do you walk in them?"

Underneath my skinny jeans are the heels that I fell in love with and couldn't leave behind, even if I couldn't walk in them. The 6.5 inch heels are offset slightly by the 2.5 inch platform, but what had attracted me to them in the first place was the printing of skulls all over the black material of the peep toe.

"I told you, I had to start with little ones, most of those I don't have anymore." The stiletto heel on the back isn't the thinnest of the ones I've got but it's certainly more delicate than some of the solid heels I've got. "Now, who's driving?"

Jax picks up his keys "Not you."

I follow behind him, whistling for Doj who comes to my side as I pick up his lead "I can drive in these perfectly. One day you'll let me show you."

Jax nods as he opens the car door and puts the seat into the base "I believe you."

Opening the tail door Doj looks forlornly towards the front of the car till I snap my fingers when he jumps into the back, sniffing the bag of food and his food stand before curling into a ball.

Jax sighs "Isn't that a bit mean, he's gonna be in there a while."

I shake my head "No he won't. When we get to TM he'll be coming out, and if anyone feeds him pizza it's not me that has to deal with him wanting to go to the potty at 2am."

Jax laughs "You're truly evil."

Smiling at him I nod "I know that's one of the many reasons that you love me."

"Damn straight."