Chapter 11: Maybe Counseling

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October 5, 2008
Late in the evening

Vivian Anderson pulled into her driveway, parking her sedan in the garage before looking back to see a silver sedan pulling up behind her and she sighed heavily. She got out of her BMW and moved toward the sedan as it stopped in her driveway. She watched as the strange man exited his vehicle and she checked her wrist where a watch was definitely not worn.

He gave her that creepy smile as he came to stand in front of her. He held out a file for her. "I surely hope you are not planning a wedding anytime soon." He looked up at the home before he looked back at the brunette. "Beautiful. I've been looking into houses around here too."

"Get off of my property." Vivian held up the file and shrugged. "You are breaching many, many boundaries, especially for someone who isn't actually on a case or assignment." She gestured to the silver sedan. "You're trespassing so you need to go. I've already made it clear that I cannot help you or your investigation. I don't know what you're even talking about. Showing up at my place of work is one thing. But now you're at my house, please leave or I will be forced to contact local authorities."

Kohn started to respond only to stop at the sound of a Harley getting closer and closer. "I understand. Thank you for trying to help." He looked back to see the Harley pulling into her driveway and he nodded to Vivian before getting into the sedan and he left.

"Who was that?" Jax cut the engine and moved toward the brunette, starting to hug her before she backed away. "What?"

The brunette shook her head. "Some agent asking about some gun nonsense. We are still talking. I was joking about that biscuit getting you forgiven and whatnot." She gestured to the folder and handed it off to the man. "He gave me this, I'm guessing it's not my business." She made her way into the house through the garage and dropped her bag on the bench by the inner garage door. "Go ahead and get comfy, sunshine. We have always been good at communication, that's not stopping now."

"It's never happening again. I'm here with you." He locked the door and followed the brunette into the kitchen. "It was a mistake."

The brunette nodded. "So you have said. Why did it happen?"

"Alcohol plus a stupid person equals stupid things happen." He sat down at the island and sighed, placing the envelope on the island in front of him.

She nodded again. "Condom? Pull out? What are the details on that?"

"Condom plus I pulled out." He nodded his head. "It was a stupid mistake, I regret it and I have since it happened. I don't know why the hell I did it, babe."

Vivian nodded once more before turning to grab a bottle of red wine and a glass from the shelf and she poured herself a glass. "Ok, let's play a quick game. My ex is around, he definitely is trying to rekindle an old flame. I go sleep with him. Regardless of truths, regardless of my honesty with you. What do you feel?"

"Pissed. You're mine." Jax shook his head slowly. "You're mine, why the fuck would I want to share you?"

The brunette raised her eyebrows. "Why the fuck would I want to share you? Case. In. Point. I'm not yours, Jax. That isn't fair at all." She rolled her eyes. "This morning, the kisses before we split? Moment of weakness. I've missed you, I wish you didn't do dumb shit. I wish we could be who we were but you have to understand this. You hurt me, just as you would feel if I did that to you."

"How do we get past this then? How do I get you back?" He stared at the brunette. "I meant it earlier and you know it, I love you."

She shrugged her shoulders. "I truly don't know. I think it's strange to pick up where we left off, maybe we start back at the beginning. I don't know. Maybe we see someone." She finished her wine and kicked off her heels. "I will try but I have one request."

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