Serendipity | Jax Teller

Doubts

Jax turned around to find Donovan Carmine looking at him with that permanent scowl on his face. In his haste to make a quick escape before his mom called out a search party, he forgot all about the other Carmine who lived in the house that would have no problem murdering him. So maybe the search party was a good idea.

Jax walked further into the living room and sat in the farthest seat away from Donovan who had a coffee mug firmly gripped in his meaty palm that no doubt contained a special alcoholic concoction. For a minute, he thought either that cup was going to break by Donovan's firm grip or it would be shattered by hitting his head.

"You should be more mindful of where you park your bike. However, I had my suspicions for a while. Knew one of you would cross that line – only would make sense for it to be you." Donovan said, taking a quick sip of liquid from his mug.

Jax just sat quietly ignoring the persistent buzz of his phone as he tried to figure out how to navigate this situation. Give him the pressure of handling a gun deal with the IRA or hostile gang, but now having to deal with an irate father figure to his baby's mother had him feeling like a dog with its tail between their legs. "You should answer that. We are going to be here a while." Donovan muttered while Jax took out his phone, "Ma –"

"Where the hell are you, Jackson!" Gemma barked on the other end.

Jax felt his ears go pink. "Ma, I'm caught up in some-"

"Caught up in what?" Gemma interrupted angrily.

"Ma, I can't talk right now. I will be there in an hour," Jax quickly snapped his phone shut and put his phone on silent knowing his mother would be persistent in calling him.

Donovan did not even seem phased by the interruption and quickly asked his first question, "So whose idea was it to keep it quiet?"

Jax sighed and leaned back against the couch feeling like he was a teenager being scolded or meeting the parents for the first time, "We collectively agreed on it together."

"For the whole 18 weeks?"

"I only found out a couple of weeks ago myself and it was completely by accident," Jax said. The blond biker watched Donovan's eyebrows rise slightly along with the pensive look that came across his tired face. Jax felt like he was missing something from the picture. "Okay, are you going to slug me in the face or what? Am I missing something?" Jax asked with an edge in his tone.

"You know it is taking everything in me not to put a nice shiner on that pretty boy face of yours but I learned it ain't so pretty to upset a pregnant lady because I take it that's why you came over here and spent the night." Donovan pointed out quite smugly. "I should slug you for having her getting all worked up last night."

Jax visibly grimaced at the reminder of what happened between him and Delilah last night. He leaned forward and slouched over with his elbows resting on his knees. "Look, obviously this wasn't planned, but I am taking responsibility for what's mine," Jax affirmed looking Donovan straight in the eye.

"Oh really?" The waned boxer said incredulously. "Because I find that hard to believe when you are already missing doctor appointments," Donovan said haughtily and Jax's nostrils flare. "You can't deny it already missing important stuff from club business."

"Oh don't act like you are above the club. Lip's a member and you are there every weekend with Piney getting a free range of the booze and pussy," Jax countered back hotly.

"That's right and I know all the shit you guys do. Why don't you think Delilah didn't tell you about the kid in the first place?"

That fire in Jax's eye receded and that insecurity and those thoughts at the beginning of why Delilah had seemed to make no move to tell him crept back in him. He didn't know if it was Donovan's goal to plant those seeds of doubt in his head especially considering Delilah was still hurt by what he said to her. She told him that she wouldn't take his son away from him out of spite, but did that even still matter if for a time she wasn't even going to tell him in the first place.