You were Jax’s old lady, but since he’d gotten his presidents patch, he’d been different. Maybe things had always been.

You couldn’t pin point when you and Juice had started sleeping together, or when it had turned into more. You were both starting to want out of the life. Away from Charming, away from the club.

You two had just finished making love at his place, he collapsed on top of you with relief “I love you” he blurted as he did. He’d never said that before.