My Mate, My Moon

Show me yours and I'll show you mine

Macy POV

I woke up fairly early this morning, I did a load of laundry, showered and helped my mother with some stuff around the house. it's around 1:00 p.m. and I have been putting off messaging Jax. a part of me wants to blow him off. but the other more annoying part is itching to see him.

"Ughh.. just get it over with!" I scold myself, while I fiddle with my phone.

I open my text messages, tap new message then tap contacts. I tap the search bar and type Jax. his info pops up and I see his name written -Jax

me- Nice touch..

Jax- you like that huh? ;-)

me- very charming.

Jax- I hope it made you smile, short stuff.

me- mmm.. so do you have a time preference as to when you would like to hangout?

Jax- I'm at your beck and call my lady.

me- ok.. well I have a few things to take care of. how does 6 sound?

Jax- Perfect! what's your address, I'll pick you up.

me- 106 Grove street, Union.

Jax- I'll be there. ;-)

me- k see you later.

I dropped my phone on my bed and take a deep breath.. okay you can do this..

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Jax POV

I give myself a once over in the mirror to make sure I look all right. I'm wearing a form fitted plain black t-shirt, fitted torn black jeans and my black boots.

I look over at the time, it's 5:30 p.m.. I reach for my keys and my black leather jacket and head out of my room.

I run into Ryan in the kitchen.

" hey man, I'm glad I caught you. just a heads up I won't be home till tomorrow I'm going to a party in the city tonight."

" cool! be safe." I say as I head out the front door.

I jump in my truck and head to Macy's house. I feel crazy nervous and excited. I can't wait to see her.

"please be good Max, we can't afford to blow it tonight." I beg him.

I forgot to ask Mark for another laced joint so I'm going to have to hope and pray Max behaves himself.

"I know Jax, I'll do my best." he replies, seeming calmer than usual.

I pull up to the front of Macy's house, I look at the time on the dashboard. it says 5:55. I grab my phone and text Macy.

me- your chariot awaits, princess.

Macy- princess now?

me- only when you're being a good girl for me. ;-)

Macy- take it easy Prince charming, I'll be out in a sec.

I laugh out loud and put my phone in my pocket and step out of my truck. I walk over to the passenger side and lean my back against the door and wait for Macy.

3 minutes later I hear the front door to the house closed and I look up and I'm awestruck. Macy is walking toward me she has her hair down and flowing with loose curls. she is wearing black leggings, a black wrap top and black strappy heels. She looks like heaven and hell rolled into one.

Max is growling in approval.

Goddess! I would sell my soul right now to run my tongue over every inch of her body.

I smiled down at her as she stands in front of me.

"Looking good, Princess." I say, as I turn to open the passenger side door for her.

"Thanks, you're not looking too bad yourself, Playboy." she says with a playful wink.

I close her door and walk around the back of the truck trying to take steady deep breaths. she looks and smells so good, this is going to be hard. every inch of me is screaming to reach out and touch her.

Macy POV

I take a deep breath when he shuts my door. holy s*** does he look delicious! I didn't know he was covered in tattoos. he has two full sleeves and I could see a hint of a tattoo peeking out from the collar of his shirt. he was wearing a long sleeve High collar dress shirt that covered it all when I saw him at work. I was not expecting all that.

the driver side door opens and Jack's climbs in. he starts the truck and looks over at me with a smile.

"You ready?"

" as I'll ever be." I respond, as I cross my legs and look forward.

Jack's pulls away from the house and starts to drive to our destination. it's already getting dark outside and the street lights are only giving me brief seconds of a clear glimpse of Jack's face as he focuses on driving.

I take in the features of his face, it looks chiseled as if carved from stone. almost too perfect to be real. I look at his hand that is resting on the gear shift. my eyes roam up his arm and I take notice of how his muscles flex with even the smallest move. I fight the urge to touch his forearm just to see how firm it is.

No! I say to myself.

I look away from him and glance out the window.

" so why did you want to play pool?" I ask, trying to distract myself from the impure thoughts trying to bubble to the surface.

" well I enjoy playing it. I didn't want to take you to a bar, I'm not looking to get you drunk. it's a more laid-back atmosphere and we can have some fun while we get to know each other."

I hum and response.

" I didn't realize you had so many tattoos." I comment.

he hums in response.

" you like wolves?" I asked, taking notice of one of the tattoos on his arm of a wolf howling at the moon.

" I do.. do you like wolves?" he asked with a smirk quickly glancing my way.

" they're cool, I like that they like the moon. I have a bit of an obsession with the Moon myself." I state.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah." I have the phases of the moon tattooed on me."

"Wow me too! Can I see yours?" he asks.

" Nope."

" Aww come on Princess, show me yours and I'll show you mine.." he says, with a wink and a smile only the devil could love.

" Not a chance, Playboy. Eyes on the road."

He shoots me a pout. I smile and shake my head.

Moments later we pull into the parking lot of the billiard Hall. we park the truck and head for the front entrance. as we are walking we see a group of guys standing by the door.

Jax snakes his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him. his body feels so much warmer than mine. a feeling of comfort washes over me. I fight the urge to lean into him.. what the hell is wrong with me!!!