Single mom of triplets, Maggie James, has been through more in the past three years than most parents go through in their entire lives.
Jax Knightly, the guy who's been trying his best to get a fresh start in the city /of New York.
What happens when...
I walked into the room that Jax said was mine. At first I was very skeptical of leaving the triplets in their own room but I knew they would more than likely want to sleep in my room by the end of the night.
"Does it meet your standards?"
I jumped from my spot and stopped inspecting the room at the sound of Jax's voice.
"It more than meets my standards." I smiled at him. This isn't the most ideal situation but I do find it sweet that Jax is trying to keep us out of harms way.
"Is that so?" he got that dumb smirk on his face and put his hands on my hips. "Well, Scarlet said she'd be fine babysitting the babies for a while. I want to show you something."
"Why do you call them my babies?" I couldn't help but ask the question. He's been referring to Sam as my baby and then when talking about the triplets in general he either says 'your babies' or 'the babies'. Not that I mind.
"Because in my eyes they are your babies." he shrugged. "That's what I told everyone before you got here. I said there would be three babies in the house."
"They're toddlers Jax. You don't have to tell your friends to treat them like fine china." I laughed.
"Still, I know how my guys get. Even Camille. And if she's a bitch to you or your kids, you better tell me. 'Cause I've really been wanting a reason to kick her ass out of the house."
"I don't think she's too fond of me." I frowned. Jax shook his head with a laugh and pulled me to follow him. We walked past the kids room and I was about to go inside to tell them I'd be with Jax but he stopped me.
"I want to show just you something. If you go in there Sams gonna want to come with you." he told me.
"But—"
"I promise they are in good hands with Scarlet." Jax took my hand in his and began leading me down a long hallway.
After swerving through many corridors we came upon a large door. Jax had to put numbers into an electronic keypad that opened the door. Following him inside, I immediately caught sight of the many weapons and bullet proof vests.
"Jax." my mouth went agape as he let go of my hand and walked over. "What are we doing in a fucking arsenal?"
"Well Angel, I'm teaching you how to shoot a gun." he smirked.
"I know how to shoot a gun." I smirked right back and crossed my arms. "I used to be in law enforcement."
"Oh yeah. I forget you were a sexy cop." he walked back over to me. I rolled my eyes and walked over to the hand held guns. I picked one up and checked the chamber.
"C'mere." Jax motioned for me to come over. I stood in the shooting range and he placed the headphones over my head. I rolled my eyes and lifted the gun up.
As soon as he stepped back I aimed at landed five shots in the neck of the cardboard.
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