"I don't mind living in a man's world, as long as I can be a woman in it."
A hopeful new member with an affiliation to a neighbouring charter shows up in Charming, looking to get in with the infamous Sons of Anarchy Motorcycle Club. The only problem...
Sydney continues to surprise the club as she joins them on her first run, but an unexpected bump in the road leaves her surprised as she and Jax team up to rescue Tig, leaving Clay to question more than just the loyalties of his stepson.
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At some point in the early hours as dawn broke, Tig felt himself being coaxed awake by the sound of morning traffic on the road below. A smile came to his lips as his eyes remained closed while he recounted the events of the last few hours, burying his face in Sydney's neck where she woke with a giggle as his moustache tickled her skin.
"Let's get to bed, baby." He whispered, pressing a light kiss to her jaw before he pushed himself upright and led her across the roof, and down the ladder - leaving the blankets for Half-Sack to tidy. Once they were back inside the clubhouse, he let her lead him this time - lightly grasping her outstretched hand with a smile.
Once they reached the dorm, he closed the door - not bothering with the light as the rising sun provided enough that he could see where he was going as he sauntered through the blue-lit room, over to where she stood by the bed. He took her face in his hands as he brought her lips to his, her small hands affectionately covering his before he pulled away, stripping down to his boxers before lifting her shirt - well, his shirt - over her head. He took a step back to admire her body, which somehow looked even more perfect in his groggy state.
"Baby." He drawled as his dreamy eyes roamed every inch of her exposed skin before he reached back out for her, lifting her into his arms and reattaching his lips to hers as he laid them down and covered them with the blanket.
Sydney revelled in the comfortable silence - especially after such a heavy divulgence - as she snuggled against his chest while she listened to him drift back off to sleep. She sighed, tipping her head back to admire him as he slept - soaking up the peaceful expression in the softened lines of his face while the burdening weight of life that suddenly meant so much more, lifted itself from his unconscious mind.
Tig could feel her appreciative gaze, even in his slumber - smiling without opening his eyes as he slowly re-woke under the feeling of her eyes on him.
"Why can't you stay asleep while I'm tryin' to eye you up?" She grinned shamelessly as she twirled her fingers in the soft hair on his chest.
"I can feel you." He answered as he rolled them both over and buried his face into her neck - still not opening his eyes.
Sydney felt her face getting hot under the sincerity in his unexpectedly thoughtful reply, smiling bashfully into his wild hair. "Can feel you blushing too." She heard the grin in his voice, giggling as she pressed her cold feet against his thighs - laughing hysterically as his eyes snapped open and he flew back to his side of the bed.
