Jax didn't dress up he was not a fancy man he dressed, walked, and talked like he was in a biker club there was no if and buts about it. So when he started dating some rich preppy girl he was fucked. He had no idea Kenzie was the daughter of the governor of California till she mentioned it on a random Tuesday that her father was having some gala thing and that he should come. He looked at her like she had three head when she said a gala thing. Yet here he was putting on a white button down shirt and nice slacks that she bought for him. He hated it. They were gonna have to take her girly ass car cause she was wearing a floor length dress so she couldn't ride his motorcycle. They took her pretty girly car to the event getting out there was vallet. They got out of the car and there was paparazzi taking pictures of them as they got out. He walked over to her side of the car taking her arm and letting her lead the way in. It sounded like they were playing the fucking overture from Mary Poppins by the sound of the string courtet. He couldn't help but look around stunned. Jax: Baby who the fuck is your father?