Blue Angel

Borrowed Time

"Listen darlin' I need to deal with her. I'm gonna have a prospect take you home. I'll have some of the guys look at your car and drop it off. But I will stop by on my way home tonight to see you. We can talk then." He quickly pulled his jeans back onto his waist, fastening them just as quickly as they had been unbuttoned earlier.

"Yeah sure." She muttered not believing him. She shoved her bra in is chest that was ruined thanks to him.

Besides the gesture of pushing on his broad chest, just the tone in her voice relayed her skepticism in his promise. In the moment he meant what he said, he would go by and talk to her, but other than that he was sure what happened was just a one time thing, nothing more. His mother was right, Scarlet Delaney was one female he shouldn't be tapping.

With his leather returned to his back and Scarlet now fully dressed, with the exception of her bra, his eyes darted towards her as she made an attempt to leave. He wasn't sure of the exact reason but he had reached out and grabbed her hand, giving her a small tug to urge her back to him. With a slight bit of resistance she moved back, his hands cupping both sides of her face as his gaze radiated down to her as her own dark eyes looked up at him.

"I'll see ya lat'r Scar." The corners of his mouth tugged up in one of his best pretty boy smiles, one that usually either landing him pussy or in a heap of shit. Today it had done both.

"Okay. I guess I'll see you later then." For just a moment she dropped her guard with him, her eyes begging him not to disappoint her. He shot her a quick wink before pushing open the doors to let her walk out. Everyone seemed to look back at them as she exited the sacred room.

She nodded and quietly slipped out of the room, a heavy sigh the only sound now filling the space surrounding him. He knew though that was going to be short lived. Running his fingers through his unruly, dirty blond hair he exhaled a breath he didn't realize he was holding, his beard now being rubbed by the hand that seconds ago was in his hair. His scuffed his Nike Airs over the aged hardwood floors on his way to the double doors. Peeling one open he watched silently as Scarlet entered the main room of the the clubhouse, his heart heavy and his mind confused.

Scarlet held her head high walking towards Snake. "Take me home babysitter" She teased walking out the clubhouse with him behind her.

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"What the hell were you thinking?!"

His mother pushed past him, his eyes rolling in annoyance. Not like he was surprised, she loved to interfere in anything that she shouldn't including his fuckin' sex life. He guided the door shut, once again scrubbing his hand down over his goatee as he turned to face the wrath that was his mother.

"I was thinkin' about gettin' my goddamn cock wet, mom. That what you wanna know?" He was aware the way he spoke to his mother was not the way most men did. But their family wasn't like the 'norm'. Gemma knew shit she didn't need to know, whether he wanted her to or not. This wasn't the first time she interfered in his love life.

"Jesus Christ, Jax. Otto's daughter? Ain't enough other pussy around here for you that ya gotta make a move on that one?" Gemma moved around the space between the high back chairs and the wall, nervously chewing on her bottom lip as she paced, the simple sound of her six inch heels on the floor below enough to grind his gears.

"Mom.." Jax's jaw shifted as he stuffed his hands into the front pocket of his denim. His head tilted causing a few stray strands of his hair to fall over one eye, his mother quickly stepping closer to brush it away. He knew she meant well, christ he was and always would be her top priority and concern. He figured she just didn't feel comfortable with him fucking around with someone that would have no potential as an ol' lady for him. To Gemma, Scarlet was just a kid and she wasn't convinced she was ready for the life they lead. But he wasn't sure if anyone would be good enough for her baby boy where Gemma was concerned.