I've never felt comfortable at family get-togethers. Any time I was forced to go to one, I felt like the odd one out. My mother would say it was my own fault and that I was just being a bitch. I grew to hate seeing my own family.

The funny thing is, being surrounded by the club at Gemma's house was the most comfortable I've ever felt. I looked to my right at Gemma, the woman who has taken me in as her own. For once her smile reached her eyes. She was holding Clay's hand lovingly and listening to him as he told a story. They laughed wildly together and Clay leaned over to kiss her cheek. That is what real love looks like. I smile and turn my head to the left to be met with Jax's blue eyes.

He was looking at me the same way Gemma looks at Clay. Pure Love. He reaches across the table and takes my hand in his. Everyone else seemed to disappear. The chatter, their faces, all gone and all I could see was Jax Teller. He was all I ever needed.

After a while, Gemma and I cleared the table and sent everyone off with more leftovers than they could eat. Jax and Clay were 'talking shop' and Gemma and I went outside for some air.

"So, you sure you're ready to go back?" She asked me as she lit a smoke.

She handed me one and lit it for me.

"I've never wanted anything more." I told her.

Gemma studied me carefully. She took two longs drags before facing me head on.

"You can do this, baby. You're a hell of a lot stronger than you think you are." She said finally.

I couldn't help myself. I launched myself at her and hugged her tightly. She let out a small chuckled and wrapped her arms around my waist.

"Thank you, Gemma." I whispered.

We stayed like that for a moment before she cleared her throat.

"Alright honey, I don't need the neighbors getting any freaky ideas about me." She said, prying me off.

I laughed and wiped a stray tear from the corner of my eye.

Jax stood up from the table when he saw us come back.

"Hey babe, you about ready?" He asked, taking my hand.

I nodded and gathered my purse. With a quick round of hugs and kisses, we were out the door.

Riding on the back of a Harley is an amazing experience. Riding with Jax Teller though, there's nothing in the world that compares to it. When I'm behind him on that bike, every nerve in my body feels like it's on fire. The loud rumble of the engine hardly drowns out the sound of my heart pounding in my ears. Even though I've overcome my fear of riding a long time ago, I still found myself pressing my face between Jax's strong shoulders. The smell of leather and exhaust flooded my senses and it was all I could do not to moan. I felt Jax chuckle and his hand dropped from the handlebar to cover mine. We stopped at a light and I leaned up to kiss his neck just below his ear.

"We're almost home, baby." He said, his head turned slightly so he could see me.

Finally, we pulled into the driveway. Jax cut the engine, but neither of us got off. I could feel Jax's heart racing under his cut.

"Are you sure you want this?" He asked me finally.

Did I want this? If I walked through that door, there was no going back. I smiled and stood up from the bike. Jax followed me with his eyes as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him hard.

"Hell yes." I mumbled on his lips.

A smile broke out on his face and he kissed me again. I felt his arm brush against the back of my knee and before I knew it, I was being lifted in the air. I squealed and clung onto Jax's neck as he carried me to the door.

"Are you seriously going to carry me over the threshold?" I asked in amazement.

"I'm all about the fairytale, darlin'." He replied with a wink.

I threw my head back and laughed. Jax kissed my cheek and didn't break it until he had crossed into the house.

After he had set me down, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. This was what home smelled like; faint baby powder, stale cigarettes, and day old coffee. God, I missed that smell. Jax's hand on my cheek snapped me from my thoughts.

"You with me, baby?" He asked softly.

I let my eyes wander the room before answering. Everything looked exactly the same as when I left, even down to the hoodie thrown over the couch. It was almost like Jax was afraid to move anything.

"Yeah Jax, I'm with you." I said. My voice was calm but firm.

It was late, after midnight and the house was too quiet. Gemma had graciously offered to keep Abel overnight so Jax and I could 'celebrate'. It was strange being in the house without him. Jax, sensing my nerves took my hand and started to lead me to the bedroom. I couldn't stop myself from lingering in front of the bathroom.

"You fixed the door." I said, reaching out to touch the shiny new hinges.

I saw Jax step to my right and open his mouth to speak. I stopped him by crashing my lips to his. He was shocked at first, his eyes staying open, but relaxed and cupped my face in his hands.

"I forgive you. You know that right?" He asked when we broke for air.

I just shrugged and walked passed him into Abel's room.

"I know you do. I just don't think I'll ever forgive myself for what I put you through." I said.

I sunk down onto the daybed and picked up one of Abel's stuffed animals. Jax ran his hand through his hair and sat down beside me. On the floor were boxes of Abel's old infant clothes. It hit me that they were getting ready for the new baby.

"McKayla, it hurt me so bad because of how much I love you. Seeing you like that, realizing that I might lose my reason for living is what tore me apart. You are my world. You and my son are the only reason I'm still breathing. You have nothing to forgive yourself for. Well, unless you count stealing my heart." He finished with a wink.

I rolled my eyes playfully and kissed him.

"I love you Jax." I said.

"I love you, McKayla."

We sat in silence for a while. I was at war with myself. I knew I should tell Jax about Tara but, did I really want to spoil the mood? Things were going so well. I chewed on my lip and started picking the skin around my thumbnail.

"Babe, somethin' on your mind?" Jax asked.

I sighed and shifted so that I was facing him.

"I met with Tara today." I said in a small voice.

His body stiffened at the mention of her name. He jaw clenched and he tightened his fists.

"Why?" His voice was tight, like he was forcing himself not to yell.

I swallowed hard and looked down at my hands.

"I needed some answers." I said, feeling suddenly shy.

Jax shot up to his feet and stood in front of me. I could feel the anger rolling off of him and his eyes held a look of betrayal.

"What, and you couldn't have just asked me?!" He shouted.

I flinched and looked at him.

"I needed to know what she wanted Jax. That's all." I said calmly.

Jax shook his head and gripped the railing of the crib.

"You mean if we were going to get back together right? Or if I've been secretly fucking her for the past six months is that it?" He spat angrily.

I rolled my eyes and went to him. I put my hands over his and he looked at me.

"No, I had to know if I was gonna have to beat her ass after the baby was born so she knew to stay the fuck away from my family." I was proud of how much like Gemma I sounded.

Jax looked at me in surprise.

"It wasn't about you or trusting you. I just had to know that she and I understood each other." I continued my voice more calm this time.

"And did you get your answer?" He asked.

The anger had fizzled out of his voice.

I nodded and smiled a little.

"She doesn't want you. Guess I'm stuck with you."

This made him laugh. He pulled me to his chest and sighed deeply into my hair.

"You should've told me though." He mumbled.

I chuckled and kissed his chest.

"I know, but you'll get over it."

Jax just shook his head and followed me to the bedroom. The first thing I noticed was that the bed was made. Jax hated to make that bed. 'Why bother, we're just gonna mess it up anyway' was his philosophy. I raised an eyebrow at him and he shrugged.

"It didn't feel right unless it was made." He said softly.

I smiled and sank onto the corner. Jax sat beside me and I brought my lips to his. It was meant to be a soft, gentle, quick kiss but Jax had other ideas. He quickly knotted his hand in my hair and kept me planted against him, not that I was complaining.

The kiss grew heated quickly and soon our tongues were battling for dominance in my mouth. Jax won of course and was massaging mine with his own.

I grabbed him by the cut and lowered us on the bed. Jax pushed my legs apart with his and crawled between them. His mouth left mine and began kissing and biting my neck. I moaned out loud when he started sucking right at my pulse point. I felt his hands start to wander up my shirt so I arched my back up so that he could take it off. He groaned in delight as he groped my breasts through my bra.

"So damn perfect, baby." He said.

I smiled up at him and slipped the straps down my arms. He bit down his lip and slid his hands under the cups. I shivered hard when his rough hands touched the sensitive skin of my nipples. He took one between his fingers and rolled it slowly. I hissed in pleasure. Jax reached around me and expertly unhooked my bra, tossing it to the floor.

"God, you're beautiful." He muttered under his breath.

This time, he replaced his hands with his mouth. I let out a moan and pressed my still clothed core up against his straining erection. A moan rumbled through his chest and he let my nipple go with a loud 'pop'.

"I think it's time I returned that favor for you." He said with a wink.

My heart sped up when his fingers popped the button of my jeans. I lifted up my hips and Jax slowly pulled them down my legs. He kissed up my leg until he reached my pantie covered sex. I was a quivering mess and he hadn't even touched me yet. His long fingers teased the top of my lace panties before snapping them. I gasped and Jax chuckled darkly.

"I have been thinking about this All. God. Damned. Day." He said, snapping the thing material with each word.

I looked up into his eyes and bit back a moan. His pupils were so dilated they were almost completely black. Slowly, painfully slowly, he dragged my panties down and tossed them with the rest of my clothes. He took one finger and swirled it around my entrance, gathering wetness before sliding it up to my pulsing clit. I threw my head back and let a small moan out as I felt a jolt of pleasure hit me.

Jax hummed in approval and brought the slick finger to his mouth.

"Fuck, you taste so sweet." He said to himself.

Both hands hooked under my legs, throwing them over his shoulders. His beautiful face was just inches from my aching pussy. Just that sight alone was almost enough to make me come undone. He shot me a wink before diving right in.

"Oh fuck!" I moaned loudly.

Jax licked and sucked my pussy like he was a dying man eating his last meal. I was losing it already, moaning his name like a prayer and squirming all over the bed. He anchored me with his arms and latched his lips to my clit. My head was spinning. I knew I wasn't going to last long with this assault going on. I left my stomach start clenching and I knotted my hands in his hair. Jax groaned and sucked even harder. That was it for me.

"Jax I'm- I'm cumm-" I shouted before I felt my orgasm wash over me.

Jax slowed his tongue down, helping me ride it out and keeping it going at the same time. My head felt fuzzy and my limbs felt like jello. When I finally calmed down, Jax gave me one last lick before coming up to kiss me.

The taste of my own juices on his perfect lips was enough to send a fresh wave of wetness to my core. Jax noticed and scooped it up with his finger.

"Mmm look at you, all a mess just from tasting yourself." He said as he smeared my slick on my lips.

I moaned and ran my tongue around them, cleaning them off. Jax let out a strangled moan and pushed his finger deep into my pussy.

"So fucking wet." He said as he slowly built up a rhythm.

I moaned softly and rocked my hips in time with him.

"Do you want more?" He teased, touching my entrance with two fingers, but only pushing in one.

"Yes Jax, please." I begged.

This time he plunged two fingers inside me and curled them up to pound against my G-spot. I was seeing stars. He started finger fucking me with such vigor, I felt my second orgasm coming on fast.

"Oh God, Jax!" I screamed.

"That's it baby, cum for me." He said as he picked up the pace.

I was gasping for air. My head felt like it would explode from pleasure and just when I thought I couldn't take anymore his other hand started rubbing quick circles on my clit.

The coil in my core snapped and I came so hard, my vision went black. When I came down, I saw Jax pulling off his clothes in a hurry.

"You got one more for me, babygirl?" He asked. His voice strained with need.

I nodded and he coated his hard cock with my juices. I bit my lip and watched him line up at my entrance. We but groaned as he pushed himself all the way inside with one thrust.

"Oh fuck." He said in a choked voice.

Jax felt so damn good inside of me. My pussy was still clenching from my orgasm, squeezing his length for all it was worth. Without another second, Jax started dragging his cock almost all the way out and then slamming it back in. He was hitting spots inside me that I didn't even know I had. He pushed my legs up and somehow managed to go even deeper.

I was moaning more that I was breathing at this point. With all the strength I could muster, I opened my eyes to look at Jax. He was an absolute mess. His eyes were screwed shut and his breathing was fast and labored. I reached behind him and dug my nails deep into his back. He threw his head back and pounded me harder.

"Fuck baby, I'm not gonna last much longer." He moaned loudly.

His hand dropped to my clit and rubbed fast. I was so sensitive from having cum twice, it wasn't going to take long. The familiar feeling of orgasm was building up and I felt my walls start to flutter.

"Cum baby, let go for me!" Jax shouted, his thrusts becoming sloppy.

He leaned down and bit hard on my neck and that was it. I felt a rush of heat shoot through my body as I exploded around him. I was thrashing so hard that he had to hold me to stop me from hitting the headboard. My clenching pussy was enough to rocket him to his own release. His teeth sunk deeper into my flesh as jet after jet of his hot cum shot deep into me. Jax's arms shook as he fought to hold himself above me. Both our chests were heaving as we tried to catch our breath. Every hair on my body stood on edge as the end of my orgasm worked its way through me.

When we were both finally calmed down, Jax carefully slid his softened cock out of me and rushed to the bathroom. He came back with a towel and cleaned me up gently. He chuckled to himself when he brushed my clit and I jumped from an aftershock. He tossed the towel to the ground and gathered me up in his arms.

"I love you. So much." He said.

The look in his eyes told me everything I needed to know. Jax Teller was the love of my life. I knew, without a doubt, that nothing would ever change how he felt about me. Nothing in the world could stop me from loving him. And I knew could face anything that was thrown at us. The club, his son, his unborn child and baby mom, nothing would get in our way.

"I love you too."

He smiled lovingly at me and kissed me.

"Welcome home." He said against my lips.