Living With The Manwhore (In Progress)

Chapter 19: Maybe. Possibly.

Jax and I meet Bianca and Julian outside the party probably ten or fifteen minutes late based on the look Bianca's giving me.

"Nice of you both to finally show up. It's cold as fuck out here" she shivers, rubbing her arms.

"Sorry, we uh ran late" I choke, looking away guilty as fuck.

"Late, right. You've got lipstick all over your chin" Bianca points out, turning. "And oh, would you look at that, you do too."

I hazard a look at Jax to confirm that my shade of lipstick is indeed smudged on his jaw. That's what we get for necking in the car, and maybe a little more than that but Bianca doesn't need to know.

"Whatever" Jax grunts, wiping it away.

He pinches my ass and I yelp, almost jumping out of my heels. That makes Bianca narrow her eyes at the both of us.

"Anyways," I clear my throat. "We should go in."

"Mmm, yeah, good idea" Bianca rolls her eyes, grabbing Julian's hand.

There's a cover charge to enter which is a first for me, especially at a house party. The music is bumping off the walls and it's hot as hell inside. When we all make it through the first few packed rooms, Julian and Jax leave to get us drinks. Bianca and I find a  vacant corner in the living room to wait.

"So are you pregnant yet?" Bianca yells over the music.

"Will you lower your voice!" I snap, looking around to see if anyone overheard.

She shrugs, "It's a valid question. Very valid."

Okay, she's got me there.

"If you must know, nosy. I got my period this evening" I answer truthfully.

After the shower, it was all crimson tide shark week for me. Poor Jax thought he injured  me but that was all put to rest with a quick glance at my monthly calendar.

"I'm surprised. After all the fucking you guys have been doing, I assumed he'd have knocked you up by now" Bianca picks at her manicure casually.

"Well, he hasn't" I hiss, still paranoid people will hear.

We have definitely been careless and reckless, to say the least. The risk of pregnancy popped into my mind once or twice but my dumbass never really considered the implications. Not my finest moment. First thing tomorrow morning I'm making an appointment at the campus health clinic for birth control.

I'm relieved when Julian and Jax return with our drinks, effectively ending my uncomfortable conversation with Bianca. As a matter of fact, once the drink is in my hand I shotgun it.

"Jesus Christ dude" Bianca stares, drink still poised at her lips.

The beer goes to my head in an instant, courtesy of being a lightweight. I needed the hit because the conversation with Bianca freaked me out a little too much. Even though I really needed the reality check.

Jax looks down at me with pride, sipping his beer. I hand him my empty cup and lean against the wall, eyeing him. He raises a brow at me and I nod at his drink. Keeping eye contact with me, he downs it in one go.

"Now you and Julian" I tip my chin at Bianca.

"What's gotten into you?" she chuckles before drinking.

Jax did.

I have to smother the urge to laugh at the double meaning behind that thought. Honestly, I've had more fun in the past few weeks than I have in a long time. Everything in my life has its place right now, it's almost jarring. I was always flitting from one thing to the other the last few years of my father's life, like a hummingbird. I could never land safely because the rug would be pulled from under me and I'd have to keep moving. For the first time, it feels like I can land and finally rest. It's not just Jax, it's everyone in my life that created a landing pad for me to land on.