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Description: Jax kills his boyfriends ex and enlists the boyfriends father for cleanup help.

"It scares me what I'm willing to do for you," Jax said. I stared at him, worried instantly about what was coming next. We were sitting together on my bed, the dead body of my ex laying on the floor nearby.

"Don't you think it fucking scares me," I responded, my eyes unable to move even as Jax stood up and peeled the bloodstained shirt from his body.

"Clean that for me please," he said. "I'll handle this."

I nodded and grabbed the shirt he held out and went to the laundry room. I cleaned the blood out with ease. It was nothing new. My father used to bring bloody clothes home all the time.

I hadn't met him until I was 16 and my mother died. I had to move in with him which basically left me all alone. He'd let me go to club parties with him and what not but for the most part I just stayed home and did chores while he was out with the club.

A knock on the door had me jumping. My father walked into the house as soon as I reached the entryway.

"You okay?" He asked. I nodded as he pulled me into a quick hug.

"Why-."

"Jax called," he said. I nodded and walked back towards my bedroom with him.

"Tig, man, thanks," Jax said.

"Anything for my boy," he said. Jax nodded and looked at me to leave.

"I'm going to get a drink," I said.

"No alcohol. We're gonna have to talk about this," Jax said. I nodded and walked to the kitchen, getting tea for myself as the guys handled cleaning up the bedroom.

About an hour later Jax and my dad carried something out of the house. Jax returned alone.

"Hey baby," he said.

"Jackson," I said.

"That never happened," he said. "This stays between the three of us."

"I know," I said. He sat down at the table across from me.

"Are you okay?" He asked, staring at me.

I nodded. "I'm fine Jax."

"No you're not," he said. "Come here."

He opened his arms and I moved around the table. He pulled me into his lap, wrapping his arms around me tightly as I straddled his lap.

"It's okay to be stressed by this," he whispered. The words were barely audible as he spoke them, his lips barely leaving where he'd pressed a kiss to my head a minute before.

"I'm just worried Jax," I said. "You literally just killed someone for me. You said yourself it scares you what you're willing to do for me."

"Because I've never met anyone like you before," he said. I knew I was the first guy he'd been with but Wendy turned to women after their divorce so why wouldn't Jax do the same.

"Thank you," I said.

"I love you."

"I love you," I mumbled as I kissed his chest.

"We should get out of here," he said. "The bedroom's clean but it might be too much for tonight."

"Your place?"

He nodded. "Unless you wanna go stay with Daddy."

"God never call Tig Daddy in my presence again," I said, chucking a little as I leaned away and stared at Jax.

"Like what you see darlin?" He asked.

"Love him," I said, leaning in to press my lips to his. "I'm still telling Tig you said that."

"No he'll try to fuck me," Jax said.

"I did get his possessiveness so I won't let it happen," I said. It was Jax's turn to laugh as I stood up and took his hand.

We headed out to his bike and took off for his home.

"Mom's here with Abel," he said as we got off his bike.

The club knows about Jax and I but his mom was one of the last to even exist in the same space as us. She hated the idea of her son dating another man.

"Let's go relieve her, Daddy," I said, smirking at Jax as he pulled me close to him.

"You better finish what your starting," he said, taking my hand and placing it over the growing bulge in his jeans.

"With pleasure," I said, kissing him quickly before turning and walking towards the house.

Jax led me into the house and kissed his mother goodbye before she left. She doesn't like me much, probably because she's slept with my father and I knew about it. I wasn't going to tell anyone, and she knew that.

"How's the little man?" Jax asked as I stood in the doorway of Abel's nursery.

"Sound asleep," I said. Jax smiled as he pressed a kiss to my cheek.

"Let's go to bed then," he said. I nodded and followed him to the bedroom.