Smoke's pov
I'm now heading back to the shop. I'm slightly pissed. I park my bike, go into the clubhouse, saw the guys we're in a meeting, went in, went to my chair and plopped next to Jax and Juice.
"Where you been?" Tig asks.
"When I was out, I had to go to the station an my ass got questioned." I say crossing my arms and sitting back.
"They know anything?" Half-Sack asks.
"They don't know shit." I say.
Later.
Cops rolled in. Had us on the ground and they took in Bobby. Who the hell ratted?
We got back into the clubhouse and started talking. As we we're, Juice and I were on our computers trying to figure out what is going on. I know somewhat how to hack and he knows way more then I do.
Later that night, all of us had got to drinking. For a while Juice and I had danced. Some of the dances I did, let's say not all we're appropriate. I mean hey it's a party why not? Some songs I sang and then the guys wanted me to sing more.
"Come on love! You got an amazing voice!" Chibs says.
"Fine." I say taking a shot of whiskey.
The next day, I woke up on the pool table next to Juice. Okay one, how the hell did we get here? Two, where is my shirt? I turn over and faced him. He was still asleep. I lean over and kiss him.
I then see him smile.
"Morning baby." I say soft.
"Morning sweetheart." He says sleepily.
After a moment we got up, I found my shirt, we went off and got changed for the day.
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Calming The Storm
RomancePanther Teller is Jax's little sister, she's been through a lot in her life. One of the Sons start to fall for her. Will she heal him or will he heal her or will the heal each other?
