A/n: So this chapter has a bit of spice in it. Not your scene feel free to skip, definitely just a filler chapter. Sorry for the late upload. Nursing school has been kicking my butt.

The drive to Teller-Morrow was quiet. Juice had one hand on the steering wheel and the other on Josephine's thigh. She was lightly running her fingers over his arm, staring out the window as some Foo Fighters song played on the radio. The twins had fallen asleep on the ride, and even though Josephine was grateful, she knew they would be wide awake by the time they got back to the house. Juice pulled the Corolla into a spot next to the line of bikes and noticed Chibs was sitting on his bike, smoking a cigarette. Once the car was in park, the two climbed out of it, meeting around its front.

"Still gonna come by tonight?" Josephine asked as Juice pulled her close to him.

"Absolutely." He leaned down, kissing her deeply as Josephine snaked her arms around his neck.

"It may be late," he sighed as he broke their kiss, resting his forehead against hers.

"I'll wait up." As he went to lean in again, Chibs cleared his throat and walked over to the couple. Josephine pulled out of Juice's arms, turning towards the Scott.

"Hey, Chibs," she greeted the man with a hug.

"Hey, lass. Good job patching him up. Never woulda known he been shot," Chibs said. Josephine gave him a playful smirk.

"I like keeping him around for now." Chibs laughed as Juice shot him a dirty look.

"Haha, very funny."

"C'mon Juicy, we got work to do." Chibs clapped him on the shoulder before heading back to his bike. "See ya later, Jo!" Once out of earshot, Juice grabbed Josephine around the waist, pulling her back against his chest. Dropping his lips to her neck, he laid a few kisses.

"For now?" The question was meant to be playful, Juice trying to hide his concern. Josephine allowed herself to sink back into him.

"As long as you wanna stay around," she whispered in hopes he wouldn't hear her, but the second he was turning her in his arms, she knew he had heard her.

"I play on sticking around." The seriousness in his eyes and tone was an answer enough without him saying it.

"I know." Josephine reached up to press her lips to his before murmuring, "You worry too much."

"I worry about the things I care about." Looking into her eyes, he cupped her face in his hands tenderly. All she could do was smile at him as her eyes started to water.

"Get outta here before the Scott beats your ass." Juice smiled, realizing she was trying to change the subject. He pressed a quick kiss to her forehead before turning to walk to his bike. He stopped halfway and looked over to see Josephine had started to head to the driver's side of the car.

"Be careful going home. I'll text you to let you know when I'll be there," he called to her. She blew a kiss to him before climbing back into the car. Getting to his bike, Chibs was grinning at him.

"So you and the nurse, huh?" Juice threw his helmet on, offering up a shrug.

"Take care of her, Juicy boy. She's a rare one."

"Where we going anyway?"

"Jax needs us over at Cara Cara." Juice rolled his eyes. Great, take me away from a day with Jo to sit at a porn studio, he thought to himself. Before Josephine, he would've been excited to go hang out at a porn studio all day. But now, he found himself only wanting to be near her. She made his head sound not so loud anymore. He started up his bike, following Chibs out of the lot. It was going to be a long day.

Around ten at night, Juice struggled to walk up the steps to Josephine's house. All he wanted to do was sleep. Between everything that went down at the studio, plus issues with some drug dealers, he was happy the day was over. Chibs gave him shit for not going to the wrap party at the porn studio, but why hang around the studio when Josephine was waiting for him. He had texted her when he left that he was on the way back, and to his surprise, her response was pretty quick.

Door is open for you

He quietly opened the door and stepped in to see Josephine curled up on the couch, wrapped in a blanket and a wine glass in her hand. She was fixed on the trash TV episode on it. Without looking over, she smiled.

"Hey handsome." He groaned in response as he walked towards her before collapsing on the couch and dropping his head into her lap. Immediately, her hand found his head, lightly scratching his scalp.

"Long day?" she asked quietly, putting her wine glass on the end table on the side of the couch.

"Mhmm," he sighed, closing his eyes lightly.

"Wanna talk about it?" Josephine asked, reaching for the remote to flick through the channels. He froze, sorting through what he could tell her and couldn't.

"It's ok if you can't," she whispered, moving her hand from his head to dip into the neck of his t-shirt. He sighed, kicking off his boots.

"Just a lot of stupid club stuff," he murmured, shivering lightly as Josephine's nails raked over his chest. Josephine reached for her wine glass, taking a sip before looking down at Juice.

"Why don't you go get some sleep?" Juice shook his head, shifting to slip off his kutte. Tossing it down on the edge of the opposite edge of the couch, he rested his head back in her lap.

"Not unless you're coming to bed with me," he whispered with a smirk.

"Lemme finish my wine, and I'll be good to go," Josephine laughed, leaning against the back of the couch, her attention turning back to the TV. Mindlessly, her hand started dipping lower into his t-shirt, and Juice's hand shot to grab her wrist.

"You need to stop that before I drag you to bed." His words made Josephine smirk before she slipped her hand back down into his t-shirt, lightly dragging her nails as she went, eliciting a quiet groan from him.

"You're lucky my hand is in your shirt and not your pants," she muttered quietly, waiting to see his reaction. The second he sat up, she knew she got to him. Closing the distance between them, his lips captured hers in a searing kiss. He grabbed her hips to pull her on his lap as he leaned back against the back of the couch. Josephine didn't hesitate to straddle his lap without breaking the kiss. As his hands shifted from her waist to her legs, the contact of skin on skin made him break the kiss to look down. Her oversized t-shirt had ridden up, showing her exposed thighs, and Juice noticed just the thin thong barely covering the rest of her. His eyes darted to her face, and he caught her proud smirk.

"You're in luck. I hate pants," Josephine muttered before leaning back to kiss him. His hands had a mind of their own, traveling over her exposed skin. It wasn't until she ground her ass into his lap that he snapped. Grabbing her tighter, he stood up and carried her back to the bedroom.

Once inside, he toed the door closed and turned to drop her lightly on the bed. He ripped his t-shirt off over his head, tossing it on the ground, before crawling onto the bed. Josephine had scooted up toward her pillow and laid back as Juice towered over her. Leaning down to kiss her, he grabbed one of her thighs, pulling it up around his waist. Josephine moved her other leg without hesitation, allowing Juice to nestle between her legs. His hand left her thigh to drift upwards, pulling the bottom of her t-shirt as he went. He let out a low growl as the back of his hand skimmed her breast, realizing she wasn't wearing a bra. Breaking the kiss, Juice pulled the shirt over her head and tossed it over his shoulder.

Once exposed, his mouth quickly connected with her chest, assaulting one nipple with his tongue before moving to give the other the same treatment. A soft moan escaped Josephine's lips as Juice's hand drifted back down between her legs. Not stopping what he was doing with his mouth, he moved Josephine's thong to one side, running a finger between her folds.

"Told you I'd get you back in this bed," he murmured against her breast as his thumb made lazy circles around her clit. He glanced up to see Josephine's head thrown back, mouth slightly open.

"Fuck," she whispered as Juice dipped a finger into her, causing her hips to lift to meet his hand. He chuckled lightly, withdrawing his finger before sitting back on his heels. Grabbing the waist of her thong, he slid it down her legs and tossed it over his shoulder before pressing a kiss to the inside of her thigh. Working his way up to her core, he pressed light kisses as he went. Just as he was about to bury his face between her legs, a loud crying came from the other room, causing Juice to sit up. Josephine groaned in frustration as she ran her hands over her face.

"Fuck," she muttered as she stood up. Juice soaked her in as she walked naked to the foot of the bed. Picking up Juice's t-shirt off the floor, she tossed it on and padded her way into the twins' rooms. Juice sighed, running a hand over his hair before following her down the hall.

"They have horrible timing," Josephine muttered as she bounced Ollie in her arms.

"Need a bottle?" Juice asked as he leaned against the doorframe, smiling lightly.

"Might as well as grab two. Knowing Rory, she'll smell the bottle a mile away," she laughed lightly before settling into the rocking chair. Juice smiled before heading to the kitchen.

A few moments later, he reappeared, holding a bottle out to Josephine. The second Ollie started eating, Rory began to stir in her crib.

"Told you." Juice couldn't help but chuckle, reaching into the crib to pick Rory up without hesitation. Once she was positioned in his arms, he leaned up against the crib and started feeding her the bottle. Josephine raked her eyes over him, a massive smile on her face.

"Enjoying the view?" Juice smirked. Josephine shrugged, a blush creeping up on her face.

"Can't say I'm not," she muttered before returning her attention to the baby in her arms.

Once the babies were fed and back in their cribs asleep, Josephine followed Juice, shutting the door quietly behind her. Stepping closer, Josephine ran a hand up Juice's chest to his neck.

"So, mood ruined?" she whispered, leaning up to kiss him. Juice quickly dipped down to pick Josephine up by the back of her thighs.

"Absolutely not," he murmured against her lips, walking back down the hall to her bedroom. Laying down her down on the bed, he hovered over her. A hand snuck between them, running lightly up her thigh.

"You look good in my shirt," he whispered as his hand found her center. Josephine lifted her hips into his touch, a soft moan escaping between her lips.

"Pants off now," she barely got out as she reached for his belt. Without hesitation, he sat up to quickly pull down his pants and boxers as Josephine shed the t-shirt. Once his clothes were off, he quickly climbed back over her, nudging her legs open. Juice leaned down to kiss her, slowly thrusting himself into her.

"Fuck Jo," he murmured against her lips as he pulled his hips back before thrusting in. Josephine gripped his shoulders as he thrust into her again. He trailed a hand down to her thigh before pulling her leg up, allowing him to go deeper. The sensation was overwhelming, causing Josephine to tip her head back in ecstasy. She could feel the warmth in her belly grow, knowing she was getting close. Juice must have noticed because his pace picked up as he leaned down to kiss her. Thrust after thrust, he could feel himself dangerously close to the edge.

"Juice," she moaned, breaking the kiss. Looking down at her, he picked up the pace, gripping her thigh tightly. One more hard thrust sent Josephine spiraling, her nails digging into his shoulders. Juice buried his face into his neck as his thrusts became spastic, his own release coming quickly. Spilling into her, he eventually slowed his pace before pulling out. Dropping down on the bed, he rolled onto his back, pulling Josephine onto his chest. She was trying to catch her breath, a smile on her face. He reached up to caress her cheek, mirroring her smile.

"You are beautiful," he whispered before kissing her. Once he pulled back, Josephine smirked as she pulled the blankets up over them.

"You're not so bad yourself." Juice rolled his eyes, wrapping his arms tighter around her. Josephine didn't hesitate to rest her head on her chest, feeling her eyes get heavy.

"Get some sleep, babe," Juice whispered as she nuzzled her face into his chest. She barely nodded, her eyes already closed.

The next morning, Juice woke up to find Josephine's side of the bed empty. Standing up, he reached for his boxers before suddenly cursing to himself. I forgot to use a fucking condom, he thought to himself as he tugged on his boxers and headed toward the kitchen. The smell of coffee wafted through the house, and once he entered the kitchen, he saw Josephine at the counter pouring herself a cup. Once again, she was wearing his t-shirt, her long legs catching his attention.

"Hey you," Josephine turned towards him with a smile. Noticing the stressed look on his face, her smile faded. "You ok?"

"Yeah…um, we uh….We forgot to use a condom last night." Josephine quirked an eyebrow at him.

"That's what has you so stressed out?" She walked towards him, setting her coffee on the counter. When she stopped in front of him, she raised her left arm while grabbing his hand with her right. She ran his hand down the back of her upper arm, pushing it in slightly.

"Feel that?" Juice shot her a questioning look as his hand made contact with a hard sliver under her skin. "Birth control. Trust me, I'm not looking to having three kids under a year old." Relief washed over his face as he wrapped his arms around her waist, not wasting a second to connect his lips to hers.

"Good," he whispered as he broke the kiss. "Much as I love seeing you in mom mode, two is enough right now."

"Oh, so you thought about more?"

"With you? Absolutely. Seeing you with the twins makes me want to put a baby in you." His words made Josephine clench her thighs together as he continued, "But let's let the twins get a bit older first."

"Glad we're on the same page," she murmured, kissing him lightly. Stepping back, she grabbed her coffee off the counter and took a sip.

"So, what's on your to-do list today?" Juice asked as he walked to the cupboard to grab a coffee mug.

"Oh, not much. I'm off this whole weekend, so just catching up with laundry. Run some errands. Need to go grocery shopping." Josephine seemed be checking off a mental to-do list as she spoke. Juice poured his coffee and turned to learn against the counter.

"Sounds like a good weekend. Maybe we can take a ride and do something with the twins," he offered before taking a sip of his coffee. Josephine smiled brightly at him, nodding.

"Sounds like a plan to me."