Chapter 12

🍑Savannah's POV🍑 I woke up disoriented and and with a kink in my neck. Looking around, I took in my surroundings. Jax's.I was at Jax's house. I had spent the night. Sitting up, I looked around trying to fully wake myself. I needed coffee... and lots of it. I made my way to the kitchen and dug through the cabinets until I found the filter and coffee grounds. I started the pot and had a seat at the kitchen table. Placing my head in my hands, I replayed last nights events. How could a night that had been so easy going and full of hope turn into a dream that was probably one of the most romantic things I had ever dared to dream, morph into my own personal living nightmare on freaking Elm Street. I wanted someone to wake me up. This all had to be some kind of sick fucking dream because even the devil didn't find joy in this type of shit. The only things that had felt good about last night was Jax holding me and comforting me. He had tried so damn hard to calm me down but when his efforts hadn't worked, he just held me while I cried. I would forever be grateful to him for that because I didn't know what the hell I would have done had I not had him to try and hold me together. Last night he had been patient, kind, and considerate. He hadn't pushed me to talk until I was ready.

As I fixed my cup of coffee, I glanced at the clock on the microwave... 10:21.FUCK!I dumped my coffee into the sink before even taking a sip and switched the power off on the coffee maker before making a mad dash for the door. I opened it and ran out, running right straight into Jax's arms. I was so focused on getting home and getting to work that I hadn't even saw him walking up the walkway.

"Whoa, what's the matter? Where are you going?"

"I'm fucking late! I had a meeting this morning and I was supposed to be at work and hour and a half ago!"

"Savannah, we need to talk babe."

"I don't have time to fucking talk Jax. I need to get to fucking work. Now move the fuck out of my way dammit."

"There's no easy way to say this babe, you were fired."

I froze. I was sure I had heard him wrong. I had to have heard him wrong. That was the only explanation I could come up with.

"What did you just say?"

"I stopped by Charming Heights this morning to let them know what was going on and why you weren't at work. Jacob, being the fucking dick that he is said that because you didn't show up for the meeting and hadn't called out, you were fired. I explained to him that you were a damn wreck and had been up most of the night crying but the heartless bastard didn't give a fuck."

This couldn't be happening. I couldn't be losing my goddamn job and my Poppa all with in a matter of hours. This seriously had to be a fucking nightmare and I needed to wake the hell up right now!

"He fucking fired me knowing I had a legitimate reason for not being there?"

"I'm so sorry babe."

Because I didn't know what else to say or do, I let Jax pull me to him. He held me tight as the tears started to flow once more. I felt myself being lifted but I didn't care. Nothing mattered at the moment. Everything was crumbling down around me. I felt as if I had no control over anything in my life. I mean I had no family, no job, and no idea of where to apply for a new job. I didn't know how things could possible get any worse.

Once inside the house, Jax sat me down on the couch and then sat on the coffee table in front of me, his hands on my knees. The warmth his hands brought to my body grounded me when I felt like I was sinking. Looking down, I just looked at his big strong hands resting on my legs.

"Babe, look at me."

I did as I was told of course. It was easier to follow instructions that to think about what I needed to do.

"You are going to be fine. You will find another job. If he was willing to fire you over a family emergency, then you didn't need to work for his sorry ass anyway. He obviously didn't value you as an employee. You deserve to work for someone who is going to appreciate you and what you bring to the business. In fact, I might have a job opportunity for you. I need an accountant for TM and Redwoody. I could keep you busy between the both is them if that's something to would be interested in."

"Jax, I don't even know if I'm going to stay in California now that my Poppa is gone if I'm being completely honest. His home is now mine to take care of. That home had been in our family for I don't even know how many generations. I can't take care of it from all the way across the country."

"After last night and me telling you I was ready to take a leap of faith and try to live my life again, are you seriously going to leave? Babe, please. You can't leave."

"I don't have much of a choice Jax. I don't have a job anymore. I have responsibilities now in Georgia that I didn't have yesterday."

"Did you not just hear me offer you a job? We can figure it out. If I have to, I will hire a caretaker to take care of your grandfathers place and maintain it. I don't care what the cost is, I'll pay it if it means I get to keep you."

"Jax, it's not your responsibility to do any of that. While I appreciate the job offer, I can't accept it. I need to go back to Georgia."

"Savannah, I can't let you go. I can't. Don't ask me to, please! What about the boys? They like you. Abel even asked me yesterday if I was going to marry you!"

"That's not fair Jax. You know how I feel about kids and throwing them in my face is pretty fucked up. And furthermore, I'm not asking for for your permission to leave, I'm telling you that you have to let me go because it's what I need."

"This is bullshit."

I understood his anger. I was angry myself. Just when I had decided it was time for me to start living my life and to take a chance, this happened. How was someone expected to not be angry when the things you want so badly are being taken from you and there was nothing you could do about it? Even if I hadn't lost my job, I would have still needed to move back to Georgia to care for my grandfathers- my-  home. I didn't want to leave Jax or the boys here but I couldn't ask them to follow me to Georgia on the chance that a relationship might work out for us. What if it didn't work out? What if he ended up resenting me for asking him to give up everything? I couldn't do that. It wasn't fair to him or the kids to ask him to leave everything he had ever known. I wouldn't be able to live with myself.

"I'm sorry Jax."

I stood and started walking towards the door. I had just about made it when Jax spun me around and wrapped me in his arms and kissed me to within an inch of my life. He lifted me, forcing me to wrap my legs around his lean hips. My arms went around his neck, deepening the kiss even further. I felt my back hit the wall. Gripping his hair in both hands, I pulled causing him to moan at the pleasure and pain that it caused. His hands went around to my ass and gripped hard, grinding his cock into my pelvis. My eyes crossed at the sensation. I could feel just how hard he was, how ready he was. And he wasn't alone. I was soaked. I wanted this more than I wanted my next breath.

Jax broke the kiss only to start sucking and kissing on my neck, making me even wetter. As his head went lower and lower, he lifted me higher and higher. When his mouth went to my hardened nipple, I nearly had an orgasm. The feel of his lips against my sensitive nipple was unlike anything I had ever felt before. If Jax this good at just sucking a nipple through clothes, I could only imagine what that xm mouth could do you other parts of my body. And at the rate things were going, I wouldn't have to wait long to find out. Just as Jax was about to repeat the action action on the opposite nipple, the doorbell started ringing, effectively ruining the moment.

💀 Jax's POV 💀 I was going to fucking kill whoever was on the other side of that fucking door. It didn't matter to me if it was the goddamn pope himself, he was a dead man. I kissed Savannah one last time before I let her down for to floor. I ran my hands through my hair and went to the door. After looking though the peep hole and seeing Chibs, Fiona, Kerrianne, and Althea standing in thr other side, I was seriously considering shooting his ass right through the damn door. And I probably would have if the others wouldn't have been with him. Looking over my shoulder to see is Savannah had pulled herself together, I noticed she was no longer in the living room.

Taking a deep breath to pull my racing emotions under control, I opened the door.

"Hey man." I said trying to sound halfway normal.

"Sup brother." Said Chibs as he pulled in for a hug.

"What's up?"

"We needed to talk to you about the wedding."

"Ok, shoot."

"Can we at least come in brotha?"

"Uh yeah. Come on in."

The absolutely last thing I wanted was company when all I could think about was how got Savannah had been in my arms. She was on fire just as much as I had been. I was just before taking her against the wall and fucking her until I convinced her that she needed to stay in Charming. But no, this shithead  and his mixed up family had to come knocking.

"So what's up?" I asked.

"Well, as you know. I haven't picked a best man yet. Was kinda hoping you would do me thr honor of standing beside Saturday."

Was he fucking serious right now? He could have called and asked me this shit over the goddamn phone. Yes, I knew this was a special honor and it did mean a lot to me but at the moment, I had other things on my mind. Hot, wet, much more pleasurable things.

"Okay, sure. You know I got your back brother."

"Thanks Jackie Boy."

"No thanks needed."

"So, what are you doing at home and not at the garage?"

"Took a personal day."

"Ahhh... this have anything to do with the blonde I saw running out the back before got opened the door?"

Shit, she had left. FUCK ME!

"I plead the fifth."

"Ahh. Well we'll let you get back to it then. Thanks for doing this man."

"No problem. I'll see you tomorrow at the rehearsal dinner."

"Aye"

After Chibs and his gang left, I tried calling Savannah but she wouldn't answer. I didn't really expect her too. I knew she had to be thinking about what had almost happened between us against the wall in my living room. I know it had been the only thing I had thought about. I couldn't get the sounds she made out of my head. I didn't know that I would ever forget those sounds if she did ever leave me.

After trying to call one more time and not getting and answer, I said fuck it and walked over to her house. I banged on the door for about ten minutes before having a seat on the step. She couldn't hide inside forever. I just hoped she decided to come out before I had to go pick the kids up because I as terrified that if I left, she would leave town and I wouldn't ever see her again.