Jax felt claustrophobic with all these sweaty grindy motherfuckers bumping into him every minute. Then he looked at his wife with her hair and makeup done up, a pair of fuck-me heels on, laughing and telling stories. She had an old interning roommate who wanted to go out to dance. So here he fucking was.

He had just met her a few hours before. He and Tara ran into her as they were leaving.

"OH MY GOD! TARA?" she literally screamed.

Tara turned around to be brought into a tight hug, "Holy shit! Kelly!"

And then she was talking at a thousand miles an hour. "Oh! We should go dancing tonight!"

"I'm not sure.." Tara hesitated, looking in Jax's direction.

"OH! Well hello there sexy," Kelly suddenly noticed Jax standing by.

Jax nodded a greeting.

"Girl! Who is he?" Kelly questioned.

Tara held her hand out to him, which of course he took. "This is my husband, Jax." She smiled brightly.

"Not THAT Jax?!" She looked at Tara with her cocked to the side.

"There is definitely only one Jackson Teller," Tara verified, pulling him in closer to her.

Jax chuckled because, yeah.

Kelly gave him an appreciative once over, "MMM," she shivered a little, "So how about it studly?"

"I'm sure this will be right up Chibb's alley," Jax said.

"Up whose alley?"

"Our lives are complicated, at best. Security measures are taken to keep it uncomplicated," Tara says cautiously.

"The fuck that mean?" Kelly asked.

"Jesus Christ," Jax sighed out, "It means my wife literally never travels alone. Even with me."

"I'll try to explain more later. Just text me the address."

Tara and Kelly waited in line for the bathroom. There was a lull so Jax and Chibbs hit the bathroom quickly too.

Feeling hands on her thighs, Tara let it happen for a second until she realized it was definitely not her man, "Motherfucker did you just put your hands on my ass?" she reeled around to look at him.

"Oh, no he didn't," Kelly looked at the smarmy looking man. Her eyes went wide for a second.

"I just wanted to play a little bit," the meathead said.

"Why don't you play with my man?" Tara suggested. Tara couldn't help the smirk when she saw behind him.

"Where's your man anyway?" he slurred.

"Right behind you motherfucker!" Jax gritted out from his barely contained rage, turning the Reaper hat he wore bill to the back. Coming out of the bathroom he saw this smarmy motherfucker WAY too goddamn close to his woman. Then he heard what she said to him. Well his back was still to him, Jax grabbed him by his wrist, pinning his arm at an odd angel behind his back, "You're lucky I'm letting you keep your fucking limb. Get the fuck outta here motherfucker," he snarled as he moved the guy away from Tara, shoving him roughly away from him.

The guy stumbled off, clutching his hand.

"Holy shit. I think I just got pregnant," Kelly breathed out, clutching her chest.

Tara snorted, "I know, right?" she said walking to her man who was trying to calm. She kissed him all over his face, "It's okay…" she breathed out.

"Yesh. Ya take me to all the best places Jackie." Chibbs said.

"I almost lost it when you said he put his fucking hands on," Jax breathed as he touched her face. "It's like someone wants the dirty criminal in me to come out," he pulled her into him as she chuckled.

"You know how hot that shit makes me," she husked, She guided his hand up to her wet pussy, "Shit babe," Jax looked around for Chibbs, "Chibbs door!" was all he hollered, before he took her into the bathroom.

"Aye Jackie," Chibbs affirmed.

"Okay then…" Kelly replied with a 'damn girl' meaning. "This happen a lot?" she asked Chibbs.

"Since we run a porn studio and brothel? More than yad think."

"Say what now? Is that why you are acting desensitized from all the half naked honey's running around?" She asked.

"Aye" he agreed.

In the bathroom

Tara came much faster than she liked. All the adrenaline coursing through her system and Jax always hitting that right spot. Her spasms helped milk him dry.

He looked at her, her lipstick was smeared, her sex hair and fucked out look, made a smug smirk cross his lips before her tried to fix her lipstick with a thumb across.

"Shut up and get over here," she said before she grabbed his face, "I love you," she told him before she kissed him again.

"Babe you look fucked out," he told her gently.

"Ugh I was! But I'm married to that dick so if I want to ride his cock in the bathroom, I will," she told him.

"Fair point," Jax chuckled as they walked out of the bathroom.

"Damn girl…." Kelly said, looking at her friend.

Jax bit his lip to stop the chuckle.

"You know slut shaming is a very immature thing to do," she turned on her heels and walked off in a huff.

"I'm just sayin', get it girl," Kelly said apologetically.

Quickly catching up to her, he slung his arm over her shoulder, "Definitely not slut shaming, I'm married to that pussy and it can ride my cock all night long in the bathroom."

She turned redder, she swatted at him "You're an idiot but I love you."

"So can we leave this shite whole yet or what?" Chibbs complained, "The beer tastes like piss!"

"Let's get the hell out of here," Tara said, Jax slung around her.

Jax saw meathead pawing at someone else. He caught the guys eye as he was walking out. He saw the guy run in the opposite direction clutching his arm, 'That's right motherfucker. You better run.'

SOASOASOA

Leaving the club, Jax and Chibbs took their kuttes out of their saddle bags. Jax gave Tara her helmet, as Chibbs offered Kelly his, "Every ridden, Lass?"

Jax started his bike as Tara got on, "It's fucking awesome," she promised her. "Just hold on to him."

Jax rode fast and hard ducking and diving between cars to his wife's giggles. There was no urgency in his movements, he just loved to make her laugh.

JUst as Jax was backing them in, CHibbs came riding in, backing.

"Oh god. That was AWESOME!" Kelly laughed taking off Chibbs helmet.

"So can I ask, is this really your life?" Kelly asked, looking at all the huge leather bound men lounging around. "Are you sure you're not in a bad situation? You can leave by yourself if you want, right?"

"Of course I can leave if I want. I'm not a prisoner. We have just been through a lot of shit. Our pasts have come out to bite us a few times," Tara said at complete peace with her life.

"Whatever happened with that psycho cop who had a thing for you?" Kelly looked her over again, noticing something new. "What the FUCK happened to your hand?" she picked it up and saw the scar running the width of it.

"Ah ugh, Kohn followed me to Charming targeting Jax. Jax had a few conversations with him, then helped escort him out of town," She couldn't just come out and say 'Jax killed a fed to protect me. And his dead twin brother. Thus the not being alone thing' "And my ex-stepfather-in-law tried to have me kidnapped and killed because I knew stuff he didn't want Jax to find out. It just happened to be one of the rare family day kinda things we do and Jax was with me and stopped it. But I almost lost the use of my hand completely."

"Girl," Kelly breathed out, looking towards Jax who was in his leather kutte, "So he's always been a scary badass? Shit…"

"Since he was a teen. Now he's just a little more dangerous and a lot more intimidating."

"I know you are leaving a lot of heavy shit out of what you said. That's cool," Kelly leaned in close to her, "So tell me about that mountain of a man," Pointing in Quinn's direction.

Tara busted out a laugh before hollering, "Oh Quinndolin!"

Everyone busted out laughing.

"Come on Doc," begging her again not to call him that.

"Quinn, this is my friend Kelly," and walked off to snuggle into her man.

"Mama! Dada!" they heard screeched from behind them.

"Babies!" Tara said happily, as three pairs of legs came running and toddling at them.

"Holy shit! You guys have a litter of kids." Kelly said, "It has only been like 5 years right?"

"Shut up! That's not even including the 1 and a half years he was in prison," Tara said.

"Don't you mean the numerous times?" Jax barked out a laugh. He actually kinda liked her friend. Her running commentary about him kind of made him laugh. It was rare that he let his guard down that often around strangers. He never knew if they were friend or foe. Tara seemed to trust her enough. He would let Tara decide how much she wanted to share about anything. "I'm trying to stay away from my dirty criminal ways," he laughed as Tara slapped at him.

"I hear ya, bad boy," Kelly said, watching Jax bend down and pick up his baby girl. Feeding her the bottle that

"Ignore him," Tara pleaded.

"Oh shit. And he's a good daddy too," Kelly gasped.

"I'm trying to get better at being present," he admitted, "I've almost lost too much from not being here."

"Baby," Tara stood up holding Thomas as Able played at their feet. She walked over to him and pulled him down by his kutte, kissing him softly.