Bash didn't want to tell Jax it was complicated. Because it wasn't. Not actually.
He went to wrestle up a meal. It was mostly eggs and veg in a skillet.
"I didn't really know her, until Bono's funeral." Bash hated to bring it up. "Neither, of us, knew..the other existed." He bit his bottom lip. "She texts sometimes."
Well, it had been more than that..but it was really only one weekend. That was well over a year ago. "I think its been two or three years..since..since I've even seen her." He didn't expect this, but he'd given her his address. She'd wanted it. "I just didn't think she'd pop in, you know."
Jax was at a loss for words.
"How long is she staying?" Jax jumped to the question. As if he might feel better when Veronica left.
"I dunno." It could be just and hour or a couple of weeks, for all he knew.
"Well..she can't stay the night." Jax whisper shouted as the eggs set and the brunch was ready to be served.
Bash had never turned a guest away.
Thankfully, Archie showed up when he did.
Bash immediately introduced him to Veronica. Maybe the four of them could some how get along, after all.
Well, this was a nice surprise, thought Archie. Funny, he didn't think he could find anything nice about surprises, anymore. But the French girl's face was ever so pleasant. In fact, she was the total gorgeous package.
Of course, she was Bash's friend, and he decided he would keep mute and enjoy this moment of lovely-ness that he knew would have nothing to do with him.
But she wanted to know him. And soon her hands were on him. Even if it was to smooth his wrinkled shirt or to push away a strand of hair from his face.
"You have..such amazing eyes." Her smile was genuine.
"You, must be joking." He didn't believe her. He shouldn't. He wouldn't, yet he couldn't help to smile.
"But I really do find them..so..sweet. You, must be sweet." When she looked at him, he felt as if she was putting him under a spell of some sort. She sat next to him at their small kitchen table.
He was not hungry. But possibly he was. Just not for food.
By mid-way, they were holding hands. He honestly, could not remember what Iggy looked like.
He caught a laugh. How did it happen? When Jax and Bash were off with the dirty dishes, she kissed the inside of his wrist.
He pulled his hand away.
"You..you French move ..too fast." He swallowed back the fear that he needed to be cautious.
"We, know what we want." Her smile was open.
He put his hands in his lap, but she rested her hand on his chinos. Funny, how one little gesture could pull him back into wanting something to happen.
Bash served coffee then. He looked at Veronica as if he knew exactly what she was up, too.
"Veronica!" He said something in French.
She excused herself. They went into the bathroom.
"What is going on?" Jax set down with the cream.
"I dunno." Honestly, Archie didn't know.