Fifty Shades of Anarchy

5. Party

Jax and I sat and talked a little more before he finally proclaimed that I needed to change for the party.

"My only clothes are in my car," I explained. That smirk came back and I suddenly wanted him kissing me again.

"Go look on the front porch," he urged. I raised an eyebrow but didn't argue. If I was going to try this thing with him I had to do what I was told. I opened the front door to find a white garment bag laying across the railing. I picked it up and without going inside, pulled the zipper down and opened it. I didn't really get a chance to look before he was behind me.

"Go on and change," Jax said. I wanted to protest. When I didn't move, he raised an eyebrow at me. God he looked so sexy. I just wanted to kiss him again. Instead I let him lead me to the bathroom.

"There's a bunch of makeup my ex wife left here under the sink'" he said before he shut the door, finally giving me a brief moment alone. I removed the dress from the bag and held it to my body. It would come to mid thigh and the neckline would leave me more exposed than I liked. I didn't want to wear it but I had no other choice. With a heavy sigh I stripped out of my clothes and, with some struggle, managed to squeeze into the dress. I examined myself in the full length mirror on the door.

"Jeez I look like I'm going to Barbie's funeral," I grumbled. I slid my feet into the six inch heels and dug around under the sink for the makeup. I went natural; no need to look super slutty. My last touch was freeing my curls from the ponytail and letting them fall around my shoulders. Thankfully ny hair was just long enough to cover some of my tits. 

When I came back into the living room, a huge smile spread across Jax's face. 

"You look incredible," he said, offering his hand to me. I blushed and took it. He pulled me against him and claimed my mouth in another passionate kiss that made my knees buckle and ignited a fire deep within my belly. I wanted him so badly this party suddenly seemed unimportant. I guess he sensed this and seperatred from me.

"Party first, darlin'," he said. "Then you can have the goods." I pouted for a moment but let him lead me outside.

"Jax you can't really expect me to stradle a Harley in this dress," I said as he handed me the helmet. He laughed.

"You'll be alright, honey." He kicked the bike over and laughed again as I nearly fell trying to get on the back. I swore I would find a way to get back at him.

After twenty minutes, and the constant hooting from horny guys passing by, we arrived at the garage where I had spent so many days after school. Not a thing had changed; except the addition of a small playground. Thankfully he stood in front of me just long enough for me to yank the dress back down around my ass. I saw so many faces I knew.

"Wait," I said, grabbing his arm to stop him. "I don't... I don't know if I can do this." 

"What's the matter, sweetheart?" he asked, taking my hand in his. 

"I mean I just... disappeared for six years and now I'm just gunna show up for a party in my honor looking like I'm going to a hooker's wake." 

"First of all, you're wearing that because I wanted you to wear it." He smirked as he said it. I should have figured. "And this party was all my mother's idea." He glanced to the side. "Plus it looks like everyone has already seen you. We can't leave now." I sighed. He took my hand and led me toward where everyone was standing. A fire was already burning on the big meat cooker. I smelled ribs, burgers and chicken frying on it. Momma Gemma had Abel on her hip, poking at the meat. The child began to squirm as he spotted his father, begging to be released. She had barely set him on his feet when he was running. 

Jax swept the child up and slung him over his shoulder, making the child squeal in delight. I had only a moment to laugh too before I was being led away by Gemma. 

"Don't worry, sweetheart," she said, bringing me to stand next to her at the grill. "You'll be safe over here. These guys know better than to come near my grill." She winked and I couldn't help but laugh again. This felt like home. 

Just then, a pretty blonde woman brought out a plate of raw sausages and set them down on the little table next to us. 

"Lyla come here for a minute, doll," Gemma said. She flashed a smile at me. "Lily this is Lyla Winston."

"Winston?" I gasped. "As in Opie?" I saw her whole look change and she left without another word. "What? What'd I say?" Gemma transferred the food that was done to a serving tray. Then she began to tell the whole story. 

"About two years ago now, Donna was killed," she began. "Drive by gang shooting with a bullet meant for Ope. He was devastated. But then he met Lyla. She was, uh, one of our porn girls." I had heard stories about what the Sons did. I knew it was all a cover but I didn't say anything. "After a couple months he married her and less than a year later...well, they all went into County but Ope didn't come out." 

"Oh, God." I suddenly felt like a complete dick. "I didn't know." I made a mental note to apologize to her when I saw her again. Jax was suddenly behind me, winding his arms around my shoulders.

"Alright enough girl time," he said, planting a soft kiss on my neck that ignited that fire again. "There's some people that want to see you." He led me away to a picnic bench. The men were playing cards but abruptly put them down with they saw me. Chibs jumped to his feet and threw his arms around me. I could smell the whiskey on his breath. He was already six sheets to the wind and getting drunker still. 

"Good to see ya, lassie!" he exclaimed. Tig, 'the freak' as I liked to say, hugged me too. 

"It's good to see you guys, too," I replied. "Not a thing has changed around here. Except the ice cream shop. What in the world made you guys do that?" A few glances were exchanged but no one replied.

"Just another one of our investments, darlin'," Jax finally said. "Come on let's go inside and get you a drink." He led me away and into the clubhouse. 

Something in my head told me we weren't going to be getting a drink.