Fly By Night | Sons of Anarchy Fanfiction | Jax Teller x OC

Chapter Thirty-Two

Jax kissed Allie goodbye on her way out the door for work after they'd finished their breakfast - and after that wildly entertaining family meeting with Dan, and then he settled into the couch with the remote in his hand. He really didn't have anywhere to be for a few hours anyway. No one was expecting him back at the clubhouse at any specific time, and as far as he knew, there wasn't really any club business on the docket today. As long as he made an appearance at some point - so he was going to take Allie up on her offer to get more comfortable, to feel more at home, inside their home.

Because at the end of the day, it didn't matter if he had one drawer in a dresser or every single possession he owned in this house. If this was Allie's home, then this was his home too.

Not to mention the fact that he basically already lived here, and her suggestion of clearing out a dresser or two was really just skirting around the issue. But he wasn't about to push. Wasn't about to overstep, not when she'd already let him in this far.

Besides, her roommate had pretty much taken care of the rest for him. Jax really couldn't have planned this out better if he'd tried.

As if on cue, Dan sauntered down the stairs, high on life and on cloud nine, with his phone in his hand.

"Hey, friend?"

Jax grinned at him from his spot on the couch. "What's that, bro?"

Dan wagged a finger at him as he rounded the corner on the staircase. "Before I completely get swept away in all my big gay wedding planning and forget all about it, I did the thing you asked me to do, and I have produced some fool-proof options for you."

Jax's smile only widened, and he leaned forward on the couch with his elbows on his knees, rubbing his hands together in anticipation. "Nice, bro. What ya got for me?"

"Well," Dan grinned at him slyly, his eyebrows lifted high in his forehead. "First things first, after some preliminary research, I decided that your initial budget was insufficient, given the task you'd assigned me."

Now, it was Jax's turn to lift his eyebrows, but he narrowed his eyes at Dan just as quickly. "What do you mean insufficient?"

Dan tilted his head in exasperation with a hand perched bitchily on his hips. "Have you met our girl? Have you seen the clothes she wears? The shoes? The makeup? Come on, friend. It's designer or bust with our girl, and that means you gotta shell out some cash, bro."

He blew out a deep breath. And here he'd thought $300 was more than enough for what he was asking for. He'd done his due diligence, as Allie would say, and had done a little bit of poking around online on his own, just to get a feel for how much something like this actually cost in real life, and not just what he thought it should cost. It wasn't about really the cost anyway - in his mind, getting something Allie liked would cost what it cost. He just had a pretty good feeling Dan was spending his money just to spend it. But then again, by roping her roommate and best friend into the mix, he'd done this to himself.

"Alright," Jax sighed warily. "Whatever you think, bro."

There was no point in arguing. Besides, Dan was his ace in the hole anyway. And Dan, for his part, giddily held his phone in front of Jax's face to show him a picture of one of his options.

"Yeah," Jax nodded with a small smile, feeling his heart clench just a little bit at the thought of seeing it on her. Something like that was pretty damn perfect. And just what he'd had in mind.

"You like this one?" Dan grinned excitedly, and then he pulled his phone away before Jax had a chance to answer, swiping through a few screens before holding his phone up to Jax to show him yet another option. "How about this one?"