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“A Georgia rain just kissed my lips. I live, I live for moments like this. Steady your aim, girl. I know you won't miss. I wish that you would aim for the blood of my heart, yeah.”
As Tara kissed Jax, he brought his hands up to her face and deepened the kiss. He drew her into his arms and that protective force that he seemed to always have wrapped itself around her and drew her in. Or was it the wicked web he weaved? His kiss was the venom that paralyzed all rational thought and common sense.
The warmth of desire was tempered by her underlying hesitation. She broke the kiss and rested her head on his shoulder. “I’m not ready for this, Jax.” He looked at her . ”Tara, I’m not expecting anything from you tonight. I mean a man can hope..” She laughed. “You’re still a class act Teller.”
He laughed and kissed her again. ”Do you remember our first time?”
The question shocked Tara. She hadn’t thought about it since the last time they had made love. Truthfully, she thought about their first time every time they made love. When she had sex with anyone else when they were apart for so many years, it was never love, only sex. That’s all it would ever be.
It was like a sickness she could never shake. It was why she loved him so much. It was also why she could never break the spell he had her under almost her entire life.
The spell she was under in that moment was broken when Jax looked over her shoulder and realized that Wendy was still there. She didn’t have time to react because Jax looked at Wendy and said, “What are you doing here? You were supposed to be heading back to rehab this morning.”
Wendy picked the wrong time to get cute and said, “Oh, Tara and I were just having a little girls talk in the bathroom weren’t we?” What Wendy didn’t count on Tara to call out her shit right there in front of everyone.
“Wendy was just telling me that you are a happy family now. I told her it would be wonderful for you to reunite as a family. After all, it’s best for Abel to be with his both of his parents. Tara continued, “Also, it will be great for JT and Abel to grow up together as brothers since I’m staying in Charming.” Tara then directed her focus onto Wendy.
“Don’t forget to call me to set up play dates. Jax has my phone number. At this point, Tara was already tired and didn’t want you deal with anymore drama. “I’m going back to the booth, Jax. When you are ready, I am tired need to go home.”
The look Jax gave Wendy let her know in no uncertain terms that she fucked up big time. She tried backtracking and saying Gemma invited her but she knew in a logical world that Gemma would never back her up.
Jax led her outside. “I don’t know what game you and Gemma are playing, but we are not together. We will never be together again. I was trying to be nice by letting you stay at the house, but now that you’re playing games, go pack your shit and stay with Gemma.”
Gemma had just walked outside and heard the last part of the conversation. Jax looked at her and in the coldest, most detached voice possible told her, “You need to leave now with Wendy. I don’t care if you put her on a Greyhound or let her stay with you, but both of you are not welcome at my house right now.”
He then focused on Gemma. “I told you not to play games with Tara, and what do you do? You try and play checkers when I am playing chess. This is the last time I am going to say this: Stay the fuck away from Tara.”
The last sentence chilled both women to the bone. “I love Tara. I have always loved Tara. No amount of manipulation will ever change that. Now get your sorry asses out of my sight.”
Jax turned around and saw Tara standing a few feet away. She was visibly upset. “Jax, I’m really tired and just want to go home. I’ve had a wonderful night with you but I really need to prop my feet up and relax.”
Jax looked pleadingly at her. “Babe, I had no idea they were messing with you. I will never let them mess with you again.”
Tara sighed as she got into the Cutlass. “This shit is going to be the death of me, Jax. I’m not mad at you. I know the games your mom plays. I just don’t have the energy for that right now. Please take me home and we can unpack all of this bullshit later.”
They drove back to her house in an awkward silence. As Jax opened the car door for her, Tara stepped out of the car and became dizzy. Jax saw her sway and caught her by the arm. He panicked, but Tara had the keys in her hands. Jax grabbed the keys and carried her to her front door.
“I’m fine, just take me to bed. I need some nausea medicine, water, and sleep.”