With Shadows and Monsters

“Who the fuck died and made you king?"

Lifting his gaze up from where he was sitting at the head of the table, Jax blinked at her a few times. He was trying desperately not to get frustrated with her, she was trying to be helpful. In that special way. Tilting his head a bit to the side, Jax lips curled into a rather hard smile,”My step-father.”He answered, in a rather pleasant sounding voice.

“Everyone is little compared to you.” She told him with a snort of laugh through her nose. “Everyone is also younger compared to you, old me. Besides Chibs. Chibs is as old as dirt. But you are close.” She waved her hand dismissively, laughing all the way as she high tailed it towards her truck.

Jax grunted and laughed, seeing that she was making her way towards her truck,”He is old as dirt…I’m still young and full of life.”He huffed, picking up his pace, wanting to stop her from being able to get into her truck, that would mean she wins this game of chase,”And you love being so much smaller than me, ya butt.”

A loud squeal of a laugh left Dessa and nearly had her stumbling all over herself. If he didn’t catch her, he would definitely cause her to trip. That would be a win in his book. “Only because that means I get to be carried.” She sang over her shoulder at him.

He saw the way she tripped over herself, squealing with laughter as she fought to get away from him. Jax wasn’t going to let that be easy, however. He was going to snag her up before she had any chance to make further escape. A laugh of his own escaped him,”I know, you much prefer that lazy route.”He teased, stomping against the ground with exaggeration so that it would spook her,”I’m going to get you.”

She opened her mouth to correct him about the being lazy part of his statement. It had nothing to do with being lazy and everything to do with being pampered. But she never got it out because she heard his heavy footfalls behind her and she squealed, her body propelling her away from him with no control what so ever, happy frantic giggles leaving her mouth.

Jax could almost hear her retort over his comment about her being lazy but she never quite got the chance to get it out. Instead, she was left squealing, flailing, doing everything in her power to escape him, happy frantic giggles bursting out of her, while she propelled forward in the most graceful of fashion. Laughing, Jax picked up hi sown pace, moving after her easily, knowing full well his best bet was to corner her against her truck,”You’re going to have move faster than that, little girl.”He growled playfully at her. He was so close, soon he’d have her trapped and falling into a pile of giggles into his arms.

Her body didn’t know what it was doing, She had had the plan to get to her truck but now she was flailing about madly, trying to get away from him while she had no idea where she was going. All she knew was, while she was laughing, she was also on the edge of some odd panic at the knowledge that he was so close to catching her and it caused her giggles to become frantic and wild as she scuddled towards her truck, or at least tried to get there.

“Who the fuck died and made you king?"

Lifting his gaze up from where he was sitting at the head of the table, Jax blinked at her a few times. He was trying desperately not to get frustrated with her, she was trying to be helpful. In that special way. Tilting his head a bit to the side, Jax lips curled into a rather hard smile,”My step-father.”He answered, in a rather pleasant sounding voice.

“Everyone is little compared to you.” She told him with a snort of laugh through her nose. “Everyone is also younger compared to you, old me. Besides Chibs. Chibs is as old as dirt. But you are close.” She waved her hand dismissively, laughing all the way as she high tailed it towards her truck.

Jax grunted and laughed, seeing that she was making her way towards her truck,”He is old as dirt…I’m still young and full of life.”He huffed, picking up his pace, wanting to stop her from being able to get into her truck, that would mean she wins this game of chase,”And you love being so much smaller than me, ya butt.”

A loud squeal of a laugh left Dessa and nearly had her stumbling all over herself. If he didn’t catch her, he would definitely cause her to trip. That would be a win in his book. “Only because that means I get to be carried.” She sang over her shoulder at him.

He saw the way she tripped over herself, squealing with laughter as she fought to get away from him. Jax wasn’t going to let that be easy, however. He was going to snag her up before she had any chance to make further escape. A laugh of his own escaped him,”I know, you much prefer that lazy route.”He teased, stomping against the ground with exaggeration so that it would spook her,”I’m going to get you.”

She opened her mouth to correct him about the being lazy part of his statement. It had nothing to do with being lazy and everything to do with being pampered. But she never got it out because she heard his heavy footfalls behind her and she squealed, her body propelling her away from him with no control what so ever, happy frantic giggles leaving her mouth.

“Who the fuck died and made you king?"

Lifting his gaze up from where he was sitting at the head of the table, Jax blinked at her a few times. He was trying desperately not to get frustrated with her, she was trying to be helpful. In that special way. Tilting his head a bit to the side, Jax lips curled into a rather hard smile,”My step-father.”He answered, in a rather pleasant sounding voice.

“Everyone is little compared to you.” She told him with a snort of laugh through her nose. “Everyone is also younger compared to you, old me. Besides Chibs. Chibs is as old as dirt. But you are close.” She waved her hand dismissively, laughing all the way as she high tailed it towards her truck.

Jax grunted and laughed, seeing that she was making her way towards her truck,”He is old as dirt…I’m still young and full of life.”He huffed, picking up his pace, wanting to stop her from being able to get into her truck, that would mean she wins this game of chase,”And you love being so much smaller than me, ya butt.”

A loud squeal of a laugh left Dessa and nearly had her stumbling all over herself. If he didn’t catch her, he would definitely cause her to trip. That would be a win in his book. “Only because that means I get to be carried.” She sang over her shoulder at him.

“Who the fuck died and made you king?"

Lifting his gaze up from where he was sitting at the head of the table, Jax blinked at her a few times. He was trying desperately not to get frustrated with her, she was trying to be helpful. In that special way. Tilting his head a bit to the side, Jax lips curled into a rather hard smile,”My step-father.”He answered, in a rather pleasant sounding voice.

“Everyone is little compared to you.” She told him with a snort of laugh through her nose. “Everyone is also younger compared to you, old me. Besides Chibs. Chibs is as old as dirt. But you are close.” She waved her hand dismissively, laughing all the way as she high tailed it towards her truck.

“Who the fuck died and made you king?"

Lifting his gaze up from where he was sitting at the head of the table, Jax blinked at her a few times. He was trying desperately not to get frustrated with her, she was trying to be helpful. In that special way. Tilting his head a bit to the side, Jax lips curled into a rather hard smile,”My step-father.”He answered, in a rather pleasant sounding voice.

Dessa spied him from the side, keeping her head turned up and away from him as she glanced at him before sighing heavily and then moving to leave. “Suit yourself.” She told him, giving him a half hearted wave goodbye as she started towards the clubhouse door.

Blinking, Jax hadn’t expected her to say that, or turn and start for the door. Jax pushed himself up quickly, the chair making a horrid noise against the floor as he started towards her, chasing after her,”Excuse you, where do you think you’re going?”

A smirk crossed her face as she heard the chair move behind her, the agonizing scraping telling her he was very much in a hurry to stand up. He spoke behind her, she heard his feet on the floor, and she instantly picked up her pace, rushing quickly towards the door. “Wherever I want, Jackson.”

This little brat. His thought was only half-hearted because he was adoring the way she picked up pace and spoke to him, but he was in no mood for her to leave. Then again, this was about to turn into a fun game of chase, and was he ever a fan of that. A low growl rumbled in the back of his throat as his own pace quickened and he moved to go after her, not wanting her to get too much distance from him,”Oh I don’t think so, little girl.”

There was a giggle that escaped her that she couldn’t stop. It bubbled in the back of her throat and tickled her until she finally let it out in a high pitched chitter as she swiftly made her way to the clubhouse door and pushed it open, stepping out into the warm sun. “First of all, I’m not a little girl.” She corrected, giggling. “And secondly, I can do what I want.”

“Who the fuck died and made you king?"

Lifting his gaze up from where he was sitting at the head of the table, Jax blinked at her a few times. He was trying desperately not to get frustrated with her, she was trying to be helpful. In that special way. Tilting his head a bit to the side, Jax lips curled into a rather hard smile,”My step-father.”He answered, in a rather pleasant sounding voice.

Dessa spied him from the side, keeping her head turned up and away from him as she glanced at him before sighing heavily and then moving to leave. “Suit yourself.” She told him, giving him a half hearted wave goodbye as she started towards the clubhouse door.

Blinking, Jax hadn’t expected her to say that, or turn and start for the door. Jax pushed himself up quickly, the chair making a horrid noise against the floor as he started towards her, chasing after her,”Excuse you, where do you think you’re going?”

A smirk crossed her face as she heard the chair move behind her, the agonizing scraping telling her he was very much in a hurry to stand up. He spoke behind her, she heard his feet on the floor, and she instantly picked up her pace, rushing quickly towards the door. “Wherever I want, Jackson.”

“Who the fuck died and made you king?"

Lifting his gaze up from where he was sitting at the head of the table, Jax blinked at her a few times. He was trying desperately not to get frustrated with her, she was trying to be helpful. In that special way. Tilting his head a bit to the side, Jax lips curled into a rather hard smile,”My step-father.”He answered, in a rather pleasant sounding voice.

Dessa spied him from the side, keeping her head turned up and away from him as she glanced at him before sighing heavily and then moving to leave. “Suit yourself.” She told him, giving him a half hearted wave goodbye as she started towards the clubhouse door.

“Who the fuck died and made you king?"

Lifting his gaze up from where he was sitting at the head of the table, Jax blinked at her a few times. He was trying desperately not to get frustrated with her, she was trying to be helpful. In that special way. Tilting his head a bit to the side, Jax lips curled into a rather hard smile,”My step-father.”He answered, in a rather pleasant sounding voice.

She put her hands on her hips and leaned forward a bit, mouth open, and sighed harshly. “You’re such an asshole. I know that.”

Her reaction caused him to press his lips together, chest heaving slightly from laughter that he was attempting to hide,”I know I am, you don’t seem too put out by it.”

He was too pleased with himself and it was utterly annoying and slightly attractive at the same time which made it that much worse. “Oh hush.” She snapped at him, straightening her back and crossing her arms over her chest.

“Who the fuck died and made you king?"

Lifting his gaze up from where he was sitting at the head of the table, Jax blinked at her a few times. He was trying desperately not to get frustrated with her, she was trying to be helpful. In that special way. Tilting his head a bit to the side, Jax lips curled into a rather hard smile,”My step-father.”He answered, in a rather pleasant sounding voice.

She put her hands on her hips and leaned forward a bit, mouth open, and sighed harshly. “You’re such an asshole. I know that.”