drownedindreams | May 25, 2014

It was surprising just how exhausting it was to look at houses. They'd gone to a couple of open houses before he'd gotten stabbed, but that'd come to an abrupt halt when their lives got turned upside down. Now.... now, it was Memorial Day Weekend, and their realtor somehow talked them into seeing six houses. That was how they were spending the day off when the boys were at the sitter, and even as they'd followed him through house after house, shooting glances at each other that said maybe or no way in hell, they made notes and tried to just...

Get it over with, while still paying attention. It was an important decision, just... Well.

When the realtor was downstairs in the third house while Jax and Tara walked around the upstairs, she remarked lowly, "I think what we really need is a new realtor after today." She grinned, and opened yet another closet, making a face. "Smells weird."

The fourth and Fifth were better, and when they got to the sixth...

It was beautiful, but honestly - Tara looked back at the realtor. "We're just going to need time to think about it." He pressed but Jax slung an arm over her shoulder, raising his eyebrows in a clear you heard her.

It wasn't until they were back on the sidewalk outside, the realtor gone that Tara turned around to look at the house as she leaned against him. "What do you think?" She threaded her fingers with his, turning to press a kiss to the back of his hand.

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She smiled widely when he said they'd do it in the backyard - or, as he put it, whatever she wanted. "That sounds good. In the backyard, outside, and it's a party, it's good." She nodded, because it sounded right. "Soonish. Have to make an honest woman out of me, if we're going to be growing our family. Sound good to you?"

Just like what he said they should do next - she tugged him towards his bike, walking backwards as he followed her.. "That... that sounds perfect." It really was a new beginning, and it seemed like the right way to start it.

"It is perfect," Jax said, easing her over him and against the bike for a languid kiss, like they had all the time in the world. They didn't have to do anything in a rush now, no running from authorities or from the other clubs. They could just take their sweet time, decide the pace they would take.

"I don't mind paying the sitter a little extra, do you?"

She smiles against his lips, and she tips her head back a little further, shaking her head. "We should call... so that they don't worry." They should call, but she leans up again to kiss him yet again - neither of them can really keep their hands off one another, they haven't been able to since they were sixteen and they weren't about to start now -- especially not now, considering the ring on her finger.

"Should," Jax repeated, his tone making it clear that all he could think was 'the hell with should.'

"There's more important things going on."

May 25, 2014

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