VP & The Princess

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

***Gracie's POV***

The next couple of weeks for me and Jax have been a whirlwind. Things with us were great until Gemma shows up at the garage because his junkie ex-wife decides to OD with Abel still inside her. Jax has taken off to take care of the prick that sold her the crank to begin with and Gemma and I are sitting at the hospital waiting on word of Abel's surgery on his stomach. "You holding up okay?" Gemma asked me. "Not even close." I tell her. "Talk to me." she says. "You know your son told me he loves me?" I asked her. "That's great baby. But something says you aren't happy about it." she states. "I'm happy as hell about it. That's not it. We had already talked about things with us and Abel and me helping him raise Abel." I tell her, looking down at my hands. "This have anything to do with the good doctor being back?" she asked and I just nodded my head. "Sweetheart, he's with you. He loves you." she tells me. "Yeah but they have history." I tell her. "I'm going to get some air. I'll be back in a few." I tell her and she nods.

***Jax's POV***

Things have been a little busy and here lately, I have been staying with Gracie. Before heading to her house, I head to my house to get rid of some shit that Wendy left in the house. I walk in and see my mom there. "What are you doing here?" she asked. "I live here." I tell her. "You don't have to do that." I tell her, seeing her cleaning. We talk for a few minutes about Abel and she makes me feel a little better about him being here. "I need to talk to you a minute." she tells me. "What's up?" I asked her a little concerned. "Are you serious about Gracie?" she asked. "Yeah. I am. I love her. Why?" I asked. "You need to let her know that." she tells me. "What are you talking about. I tell her I love her all the time." I say clearly confused. "Yeah, well, she's worried that you aren't going to be with her now that Tara is back in town." she says. "Fuck. That never even crossed my mind." I tell her. "I figured." she says. "Why didn't she say anything?" I asked. "She knows you have enough on your plate now than to worry about her and the shit running through her head. Are you planning on getting back with the good doctor?" she asked. "Fuck no. Gracie's the one that got me over her. Gracie is the one that I see a future with." I tell her. "Then tell her that. Sweetheart, men need to be loved. Women? We need to be wanted." she tells me before heading out the door.

I think about what my mom said while I clear out Wendy's shit. Heading to Gracie's, I think about her and Tara. Tara bailed on me and got pissed that I wouldn't give up everything I knew and go with her. Gracie, she loves me. She accepts me. And my club. She's never once asked me to change. Pulling into her driveway, I see lights on which means she's waiting up on me. I can't help but smile. Walking up to the door, she opens it before I can knock and lets me in. As soon as I walk in, I see her in one of my SAMCRO shirts and a pair of cotton shorts. I take in her appearance and the first thing I do is crash my lips to hers.

***Gracie's POV***

I opened the door, knowing Jax was here, letting him in. He looks at me as he slips his shoes off and his kutte and I start getting a little anxious. Next thing I know, his lips crash into mine. His hands go to my thighs and he lifts me up. I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist has he carries me to my bedroom. Laying me down on the bed, we slowly start to shed clothes and next thing I know, he slowly enters me. Taking his time to make love to me, he whispers in my ear, "I love you baby. I love you so fucking much." As he makes love to me and says how much he loves me, I feel the tears start to fall. Reaching our release together, he looks at me and wipes the tears away. "I love you." I whisper. He kisses me softly before laying on his side and pulling me to him. We lay there for a few minutes in silence before he finally speaks. "Right here." he says as he rubs his fingertips over the top of my breast. "What?" I asked. "My crow." he says. I look up at him shocked and sit all the way up, pulling my sheet up to cover me. "What?" I asked again but this time the shock evident in my voice. "I want you to wear my crow." he says. I just look at him. "Baby please say something." he says almost looking worried. "Are you sure?" I asked. "What would I not be?" he asked and I look away. "Hey. I know what's going on in that head of yours. I want this. You are my Old Lady. I want you to have my crow. I love you." he says. "Jax. You don't mean that." I say as the tears fall again.

I start to get up and he stops me. "I know what you told my mom. I don't want her. I want you." he tells me and I turn to look at him. "You and her have a history." I tell him. "Exactly. History. There's no present or future with her. My present and future is with you. My Old Lady. Now, will you wear my crow or not?" he asked with a hint of a smile on his face. I look at him for a second before nodding my head yes. I walk back to the bed and he pulls the covers back better and I climb in and curl into his side. Laying there together he says "I have a surprise for you." I look at him and says "The crow wasn't the surprise?" He laughs and says "That was one part but the other is that Rosen is filing the paperwork for me in the morning. Wendy signed over her rights to Abel and you are being listed as a custodial parent." I look at him with the biggest smile I've had in a long time. "Really?" I asked. "Yeah. So, once we get the house cleaned up, I want you to move in with me so when our son comes home, he will have both his mom and dad there." he tells me and I kiss him. Moving over him to straddle him, I kiss him and feel him getting hard underneath me. I raise up for him to enter me again and we spend the rest of the night claiming each other.