CHAPTER THREE

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Jax's alarm going off startles me out of the deep sleep I'd dropped back into, but the sudden realisation of Abel coming home shoots through my brain making me more awake then I would have been after a pot of coffee.

I practically bounce out of bed, leaving the 'responsible parent' outfit I'd brought in New York for the day on the hanger I head towards the kitchen in Jax's shirt and my shorts that I'd ended up in when David showed up in the small hours.

I almost scream when I go into the kitchen and find someone sitting at the table reading the paper; it's recognising the platinum highlights that make me bite back the scream. "Morning Gem."

Gemma twists in her seat "Morning baby. I brought breakfast for you and Jax. Clay told me you might be a little fragile today."

I giggle, shaking my head and pulling the juice from the fridge "No, I'm okay. I wouldn't have been if Cam had actually been hurt." Pulling open the top of the bag Gemma brought I grin at her "Love you Grandma."

The half a loaf of Bobby's bread and the two huge blueberry muffins on the bottom of the bag look like they could easily feed a family of four for a couple of days. I hear Jax start moving around the bedroom, sticking my head into the hall I smile at him "Your mom brought us breakfast baby."

Jax nods in a half asleep way as he pushes open the bathroom door "K, I'll be out soon."

Jax appears in the kitchen doorway about 20 minutes later "What on earth is that shit hanging on the wardrobe door Darlin'?"

Shrugging I pass him the muffin I'd warmed slightly "It's what I'm gonna wear to pick up Abel."

"Why? It looks like something a lawyer would wear." Jax drops down into his chair and picks up my glass of juice, draining it in four deep swallows.

"Cause it's my attempt at being responsible looking." I mutter making both Gemma and Jax laugh at me.

Pouting I pick up a blueberry off the edge of my muffin and flick it Jax making him laugh even more.

"Darlin' we're not being judged today. There's no jury that's going to execute you if you don't fit a mommy-mould."

Gemma nods and reaches over the table "Why don't you show me what you were going to wear baby and we'll see if we can work it to be more like you. Don't start being a parent with false impressions on anyone."

I roll my eyes "Okay." Gemma and I head down the hall and into the master bedroom which looks strangely empty with the pictures off the walls and gone, the few ornaments are missing as well and there are specks of dust floating in the air from the empty side of the wardrobe.

"It looks strange in here." Gemma comments as she cocks her head to the side taking in the dress pants and white button up shirt I'd planned on wearing. "You can't wear that shit. Jax's is right; you'd look like you should be going into a court room."

I wave my arm at the wardrobe where everything that's left at Jax's is still hanging "Well that's what I have here to work with."

Gemma flicks through the hangers "Easy as baby, you have enough here that we can make an outfit that looks Mommyish and just like you."

I smile at her "Okay, I'll leave you to work it out while I got finish my breakfast before your son steals it if I'm not already too late."

Gemma waves me out of the room and I end up back in the kitchen just as Jax reaches for the muffin on my plate "Hold it mister! That's mine."

Jax lifts his hand off the muffin and smiles guiltily at me "Sorry babe, it's just you weren't here and I was still hungry and that looked really good."

Rolling my eyes at him I break it in half and hand the smaller half to him "Do you want some toast as well?"

Jax stuffs a corner of the muffin in his mouth nodding his head and lifting his empty coffee cup.

Taking his cup out of his hand I wait till I'm at the counter cutting the bread before rolling my eyes. Dropping the bread into the toaster I refill his cup and take it back to the table. Passing it to him he smiles "Thanks Darlin'."

Gemma comes back into the room a few minutes later with a smile on her face "Better outfit now on the bed for you. But do me a favour; don't try and be someone you're not. Ever. We all love you exactly as you are."

I nod with a laugh "Yes Gem. Thank you."

She shrugs "The meat is in the fridge, I came over early cause I got behind with paperwork at the office last week with controlling the work force at your house."

I give her a tight hug before she leaves "See you about 4?"

Nodding she rests her hand on the doorknob "I'll be here at 5 with Neeta and the rest of the food we've done. You just have to cook the meat and roast some potatoes. We've got the salads and sides sorted. Oh, and make something for dessert."

I flick my eyes to Jax and sigh lightly when she closes the door behind her "So much for a quiet day."

"You coulda said no babe, she's not gonna hold it against you if you don't wanna do something."

I shake my head as the toaster pops "It's not that I don't want to do it at all baby, it's that baking means I'll be making a mess in my spotless kitchen."

Jax laughs "Only you would be upset about making a mess. We can clean it, it's not like you're not gonna be cooking in here for at least another week."

I poke my tongue out at him and giggle when he frowns at me, picking up his toast I bring it to the table and set it on his plate "I know that, it's just that it was so clean in here. What do you want for dessert?"

"Cupcakes." The voice from the doorway startles me having not heard the bike pull up. Looking up into Happy's dark eyes I sigh.

"Cupcakes it is."

Happy smirks "Good girl. Jax, Clay needs you at the clubhouse and you weren't picking up your cell."

I get a rapid kiss dropped on my forehead as Jax shoves his arm in his kutte and snatches one of the bits of toast off the plate "Love you babe, see you at the hospital if I don't make it back before then."

I nod and listen to the sound of the two bikes leaving before sitting down in Jax's abandoned chair I lean my forehead on the table for a couple of seconds before sitting back and looking around the empty room.

Finishing my muffin and coffee first I go back to the bedroom, casting a glance at the clothes Gemma's left on the bed I chuckle lightly, the only part of what I'd planned on wearing that's left is the shirt. Leaving Jax's shirt on I pull a pair of faded jeans on my legs and jam my feet into my sneakers, snatching my bag and Jax's car keys off the table as I go out the door heading for the market and supplies for baking I frown at the empty spot where my Nitro should be making a mental note to ask Jax what's happening with it and when I'm likely to get it back.