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Jax's pov

"Jackson I need to talk to you!"

Not again....
I know that voice, it's the Jackson you did something wrong and I'm here to make it right voice.

"What's up mom?"

"Your junkie ex wife gave birth to your perfect son a week ago and you haven't even looked at him yet, is what's up!"

"Can we not do this right now?"

"No Jackson! We can't not do this right now! He needs you; you're the only one he's got and I'm starting to think you don't care about him... I can't ever recognize you!" She can be so annoying sometimes, always sticking her nose where it doesn't belong.

"Mom I'm really not in the mood right now! And don't you tell me how I feel about my own son. Mind your own business!" 

The anger from her face turns into disappointment and she opens her mouth to tell me something else but Clay interrupts her.

"Come on Gem, leave the boy alone. You haven't even noticed that we have a guest."

Lana's pov

The man approaches me, takes my hand into his and kisses it with a grin on his face.

"I'm Clay, welcome to our happy place." He says sarcastically.

"Lizzy, nice to meet you." I look him up and down without realizing it, he's a bit intimidating, making my danger signals go off.

"What brings you here Lizzy?"

Before I can say something Tig intervenes.

"Lizzy here, is a very talented singer. We went to one of her concerts and she was amazing, so now we're here to celebrate."

"Is your name Lizzy?" Says Clay irritated but Tig doesn't seem to mind it.

We enter one of the two buildings from the yard and inside are even more guys chatting with half naked girls.
What is this place?
All of the girls turn to look at me with curiosity and when Jax comes next to me their curiosity turns into envy.

I see Opie go to one of them and he kisses her on the forehead, then they start chatting.

"That's Opie's wife, Donna. Sorry if you had your eye on him, he's taken."

I let out a little laugh
"Don't worry, I'm also taken."
I look up at him and for a second I swear I can see disappointment in his eyes.

"Where's the lucky guy then?"

"He's supposed to arrive tomorrow, he got caught up with some work for my second album."

"What, he's also your manager?"

I nod.

"Don't you know you're not supposed to mix business with pleasure?" He says with a smug smile on his face.

"It's not like that; we've been dating for four years and are supposed to get married next spring."

"So it's serious."

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