Addicted

Three

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"Miss me already?" Elizabeth asked her companion over the phone.

"Oh yeah baby, real bad. Samcro party tonight. You in?" Tig asked as he walked around the garage.

Elizabeth thought for a moment. She had a lot of things to do, but spending time with Tig sounded good too, so she agreed before hanging the phone up and carrying the rest of her groceries up to her hotel room.

What does one wear to a biker party? She asked herself before deciding on blue jeans and a tank top with her boots.

Tig greeted Elizabeth at her car when she pulled up. He would never tell her this, but he'd been waiting outside for her.

"Damn. You guys must be pretty popular," she remarked as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"With some, yeah. With others, not so much," he told her, laughing as they made their way inside.

"Hey Sack, throw us a couple beers would ya?" He yelled to the younger-looking boy behind the bar.

Sipping on her drink, Elizabeth swayed to the music. "You dance?" Tig asked, pointing to the middle of the clubhouse where people were starting to dance.

"Depends. You askin' me to dance?" Elizabeth asked him as she bumped her hip against his. Before she knew it, Tig grabbed her hand and was leading her to the dance floor. She laughed as Tig put his arms around her waist, and they began moving together.

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"You ever seen him spend that much time with one woman?" Opie asked his blonde friend next to him.

"Nah man. I think Tiggy's gettin' whipped," Jax responded with a chuckle as Tara rested under his arm.

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One beer soon turned to many as the pair danced the night away.

"I need some fresh air," Elizabeth told Tig who nodded as she walked outside.

"You should be at home with us. Not at some damn party," Elizabeth heard a woman say. She looked towards the end of the lot to see the one they call Opie and who she was assuming was his wife, arguing. The two kids next to the woman caught her attention, especially the girl. She looked just like the picture in Elizabeth's pocket.

I am totally shit faced, she thought to herself as she headed back inside. She couldn't find Tig anywhere, so she opted to look in the apartments. After stumbling, literally, into the wrong ones, she came across his. He was sitting on the bed when she came through the door.

"Can't hang with the big dogs, Alex?" She joked.

At the sight of her, he stood. "You classify as a big dog? Please," he retaliated as he stepped closer to her.

As he got closer and closer, she forgot all words. Eventually, they were standing face to face, breathing each other in. Not one person could deny the sexual tension in the room. Elizabeth put her hands on Tig's face and brought his lips down to meet hers. The kiss got heated as Tig slid his tongue in her mouth, and their hands were exploring each other as Elizabeth backed Tig all the way up until he tripped and fell back on the bed.

She broke the kiss long enough to begin to unbuckle his pants when he stopped her.

"No sweetness, not like this," he said as he sighed. "You're drunk."

If it had been any other woman, he would have jumped at the chance, but something inside told him he shouldn't do this.

Elizabeth, in her drunken state, took Tig's chivalry to offense. "Am I not good enough?" She asked.

"Baby, you're more than good enough, trust me. It's just, I don't want you to do anything you could regret when you wake up," he told her as he tucked a piece of her hair behind her ears. She nodded and laid on his bed. "Will you at least lay with me?" She asked with pleading eyes.

Tig didn't say anything, but instead removed his shoes and cut before laying down and bringing her body close to his.