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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run
Chapter 321 Check In
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Jax never thought much about the future. He took each day as it happened. When he did plan, it was always about moves that would benefit SAMCRO.
Even when he married Wendy, he hadn't been thinking about the future. He was lonely and she was the band aid. He hadn't thought about what having a wife meant. He just knew he was lonely. Marriage to Wendy only increased his loneliness. She was physically present, but meth controlled her brain and left her mentally absent.
Spending so much time with Scarlett made him think about the future and her place in his life. He never got tired of her. He missed her when they weren't together. He remembered how happy he was to see after he'd gotten shot. She had been so sweet and tender with him and she'd kicked Chibs' ass when she thought he was endangering his life with his medical treatment. He loved her and she could be his future Mrs. Jax Teller.
This was insane. He was thinking about marrying Scarlett and he hadn't even had sex with her. What if the sex with her was really bad? He was Jax Teller amateur almost professional sex god. He could teach her. He kind of liked that idea.
A true future for him needed to be a life with less MC violence. He didn't want Scarlett to ever again come to the clubhouse to find him all shot up. There were better ways for the MC to move ahead. The agreement with the Mayans was a good start.
He called Clay to check in. Everything was going smoothly. There had almost been a snag with the Mayan deal thanks to Happy's enthusiasm for violence. He'd been about to give a near fatal beat down to a Mayan when he couldn't get Esai's location out of him. Fortunately, Happy had checked with Clay before doing any real harm to the guy.
Jax's biggest concern was Happy getting carried away and accidentally killing a Mayan. Clay had given Happy a stern talking to about not hurting the Mayans. He'd spent the rest of the day sulking, but he had gotten Clay's message loud and clear.
Tig cheered him up by suggesting they hit a couple of bars outside Charming and get into some bar fights. Killing was the only thing Happy loved more than a good bar fight.
He then called Gemma. She was furious over the way Scarlett was treating her.
"Jackson, she's barely known you a few weeks and she's ordering me around."
"I was asleep. She didn't see any reason to wake me up."
"I am your mother," Gemma said. "It is my place to worry about my son. You nearly died. I wanted to talk to you."
"Scarlett is taking very good care of me."
"It's my place to take care of my son."
"I'm an adult. I can decide who takes care of me."
"I don't understand your behavior. Is her pussy made of gold? Is she that good at cock sucking? She's just another piece of pussy. You'll move on to another pussy and I'll still be your mother."
"Enough!" Jax yelled. "Don't you ever speak about Scarlett like that again."
"You need to think with your brain and not your dick," Gemma said.
"You are going too far. Scarlett also told me that you tried to stir up trouble with her while I was being stitched up by Tara."
"Little rat bitch," Gemma muttered under her breath.
"I heard that," Jax said. "I will not put up with you trying to poison my relationship with Scarlett. Are we clear?"
The line was silent.
"Are we clear?" Jax asked more forcefully this time.
"Yes," Gemma snapped.
Jax ended the call. He was seeing Gemma more clearly since he witnessed her toss poor baby Bela's dead body into the rocking chair at the hospital when she learned Bela wasn't her grandchild.
He would never get that image out of his mind. His feelings for Gemma would never be the same. He would not let her come between him and Scarlett. He wouldn't let her destroy their relationship.