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"Time can never mend the careless whispers of a good friend to the heart and mind ignorance is kind. There's no comfort in the truth, pain is all you'll find.”
Jax knew he had to be slick about Tara. Piney and Opie would each kill him twice and Lowell was a friend. His dad was a mechanic at TM and Lowell had started working there too. The one rule that Clay held hard and fast to was never let pussy interfere with friendship, the club, or business. This would be crossing those lines in all kinds of ways.
Wendy was hanging off of him like a cheap rag doll. All he could do was watch as Tara talked to all the guys who literally had those cartoon love eyes. The girl was legitimately so innocent that she thought that they were being gentlemen but Jax knew Piney kept her away from SAMCRO because they were definitely not having gentlemenly thoughts. All he could think about was how she blushed when he whispered how pretty she was while they danced.
He wanted to see her blush again as he kissed while she laid underneath him. Good grief, this is Tomboy Tara he’s thinking about as he tried to shake those thoughts out of his mind. Opie was giving him a death glare as he tracked Jax tracking Tara. Suddenly he felt a slimy tongue in his ear as Wendy was trying to get things going.
He definitely was still hitting that up tonight but thoughts of Tara had him hesitating. What the? Oh well, he grabbed Wendy’s hand and led her back to his dorm. Once they were inside Wendy stripped down to a seriously sexy lingerie set. Thoughts of Tara were on the periphery and that didn’t bother him at all as Wendy went down on him. This girl had a mouth on her and he was going to enjoy it tonight.
Tara was having a great time with Lowell, Piney, Opie, Mary, and even Gemma had come around after Jax started to leave the room with Wendy. She thought about their dance and was just the tiniest bit irritated that he was with Wendy but told her she was the prettiest girl at the dance. She watched them as they were headed towards a hallway that had a blue motorcycle in a recessed area of the wall. It was absolutely beautiful and drew Tara’s eyes towards it and away from Jax and Wendy disappearing past it.
Piney saw her looking at the motorcycle and he was proud that she saw the beauty of it. “That was JT’s bike. Jax, Clay, and I rebuilt it and also built that recess to display it in his honor.” She was impressed that Jax was that good at bike rebuild and repair at just sixteen years old.
She had watched Piney work on his bikes for years and she knew how much skill it took just to do basic maintenance, let alone rebuild an entire bike after such a horrific accident. Tara walked down the hall to take a better look at it. She had to hold up her skirt as she stepped closer to it.
Tara was admiring the bike and didn’t realize Jax had walked into the hallway to go to the restroom. She wasn’t aware that he was watching her as she gently touched his dad’s bike. He was mesmerized; she was so beautiful in her dress, gently touching the bike with her gloved hand. The look on her face tugged at the parts of him that missed his dad.
Just then, Tara looked up and saw Jax. He was only in his boxers and no shirt. Wendy peeked her head out of the door to the room they were in and saw Tara too. She smirked as she said, “Jax hurry up so I can ride that big dick of yours again.”
Tara was mortified and quickly turned back towards clubhouse, trying to get away as soon as possible. She heard Jax call her name and tripped over her skirt and landed in front of the bike. Jax helped her up and she knew she was the color of a beet. “I was just looking at the bike, but am leaving now.”
Jax knew she had heard Wendy and started to say something but Tara took off. Jax looked at Wendy, “Get your clothes on and get out of here.” Wendy was shocked and slammed the door behind her as Jax went to to his dresser to quickly throw on jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and grabbed his kutte. Wendy was pissed. “Do you really care that Cinderella saw us?”
Jax shot her a look that instantly shut her up. “This was fun, darlin’, but there is no ‘us’. Get your shit on and get out of here.”
As Tara re-entered the clubhouse area, she was flustered. She went back up to the table where Lowell was sitting with Opie and Donna. Piney and Mary had left to go home. She composed herself and nonchalantly asked Lowell, “Hey, it’s close to my curfew, can we head back to Piney’s?” Lowell stood up and gave Tara his arm as they headed towards the door.
Opie had seen how flustered Tara was as she was leaving the hallway after looking at the bike. He saw Jax round the corner with a half-dressed Wendy hot on his heels. It didn’t take a genius to put together that Tara saw something that flustered her and it probably involved Wendy and Jax half, or completely, naked. Tara and Lowell were already pulling out of the lot in his dad’s 56’ Crown Victoria that he let him borrow for the night.
Lowell drove Tara home and they talked about how much fun they had. She liked how laid back and easy he was to talk to. He was also very handsome in his suit. He walked Tara to her door and asked, “Hey can we hang out again soon?” Tara was so happy in that moment and completely forgot about Jax. “Definitely, here’s Piney’s number, I’m almost always here.” She surprised herself when she kissed him on the cheek and then walked into Piney’s house.