Chapter 47
Chapter 47
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"You know..." Jax closed his eyes as Keesha leaned up in the bed,
gathering him to her. "I think this is my favorite position..." he
rested against her body and she wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Well, for relaxation that is."
"You are bad." Keesha giggled. "But I have to agree." She kissed the
top of his head. "I enjoy being so close to you...though...forget
it..."
"What?" his eyes opened once more.
"It's scary, sometimes. Feeling so close to you, like when I was in
France....never mind, I assume Jerry told you..."
"Never assume Jerry tells me anything." Jax forced himself to stay in
position, wanting to turn and look at Keesha, yet somehow knowing that
he might for once get more out of her if they weren't staring into each
other's eyes.
Keesha stroked Jax's stomach silently, mentally chastising herself for
bringing it up in the first place. The whole idea was to protect
herself from ever again feeling the pain she felt when she thought that
they were divorcing-and bringing this situation up would do just the
opposite-it would make her vulnerable to him all over again.
"Luv?" Jax whispered for her to continue.
Keesha closed her eyes.
"When...when I was in Paris..."
Keesha managed her way to her room. Her head was fuzzy, her feelings
felt numb...it was a vast improvement from the sadness she was
experiencing a mere 2 hours ago. She looked at the blinking light of
her hotel room phone.
Messages? From who?
Who cared?
She kicked her shoes off and collapsed on the bed. Sleep was just
beginning to claim her
*RING*
And a second later the phone in her purse. *RING*.
What...
Sighing she sat up and picked up the phone next to the desk. "Yes?"
"Didn't you get my message?."
"Hold on Jerry, I have to pick up my other phone."
"That's just me, from the house phone." he reached over and pressed the
speaker button and her personal phone stopped.
"Why in the world are you calling me on two phones? And how did you
know I was here..." Keesha yawned.
"Have you heard from Jax?"
"No." she said simply. "Bye..."
"I can't find him."
"Check the courts Jerry...Bye..."
"I *did*. He's not there. They said he showed up and then he left.
And I haven't talked to him since I stalled him for you this morning."
Keesha sat up in the bed, all of a sudden feeling completely sober.
And totally frightened. "Oh my God..."
"He's not answering his phones...I need for you to go back and find
him. I'd do it myself...but I think I should stay put, in case he
contacts." Jerry got up from his chair, running his hand through his
hair. It was very unlike Jax not to call when he promised to do so...
Keesha stood on the sidewalk of the hotel. She had gone to the
courthouse, she went to all the restuarants she could think of, all the
shops that Jerry told her of...
"Where *are* you....?" she whispered. "Please, please be
okay....HELLO?!" she answered her phone before the first ring even
completed
"He called.."
"Thank God..."
"He's in jail...for security violations..."
"JAX?! You have to be kidding....what did he do?"
Jerry was quiet for a moment. Then he said. "I think you should ask
him that yourself. Can you get him out, I'll give you the money
later..."
"Don't insult me Jerry. I'm on my way...." Keesha couldn't keep her
voice from breaking.
"Keesha? "
"Is he okay?"
"He sounds aggravated, but fine."
"What if something had happened...sorry, I'm going to get him."
"Keesha...please don't cry..."
And the moment he said it, it was exactly what she did.
Jax sighed deeply. "I'm so sorry."
"It was so strange...I mean, I was scared, but I was doing okay,
because I knew I had to find you, and I had to be calm in order to do
that. But the moment I found out you were alright, it was as if my
heart just...I couldn't stop myself from crying. I bet Jerry thought I
was a basket case..." she joked, trying to lighten the moment.
"I doubt it...."
"I love you so much Jax...and even though...being apart from you,
thinking we were still going to be apart...I had covinced myself to
accept that it was over, but it still didn't matter..."
Jax sighed again as the phone rang. He was going to kill whoever that
was. He waited as Keesha answered it.
"...yes...one moment..." she pulled the receiver away. "It's
Gabrielle."
Jax reached out his hand, and took the phone. "Yes, Gaby...."
Keesha pushed Jax slightly and he moved up-she got out of bed, picking
her robe off the back of the chair.
Keesha closed the bedroom door and headed downstairs. She went into
the kitchen, starting the coffee, and then went out back, to sit on the
porch.
Talking about that day took so much out of her, she played with her
ring...but it was the right thing to do. She knew that now.
She turned at the sound of the low whistle. Slowly she got up and
headed to the back gate.
"Miranda?"
"Where's Jax?"
"In the house."
"Carly came by."
"Carly...Morgan?"
"Yes, came by Jerry's house."
"What for?"
"To accuse him of the fire at Sonny's place." Miranda stated, waiting
for a reaction.
"And why are you telling me?"
"Because I want to know if it's true. What am I supposed to do, ask
Jax?" she chuckled.
"Jerry's a lot closer to you than me."
"Yes, and he's being very quiet. Which means he's probably protecting
someone...and that means Jax. It's always been Jax. So, did Jax want
Sonny's place burned?"
"Let's say he did, you think I would answer that?"
"You would if you thought of the long term ramifications. This puts
Jerry in immediate danger...not to mention he's a likely target anyway,
given he's Jax's brother, with everything Jax did..."
Jax smelled the coffee brewing from the kitchen and walked inside. He
leaned up against the counter as he waited, and noticed that Keesha was
talking to someone outside.
Slowly he walked over to the window.
Miranda?
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