I know that I have not updated my last two stories, "Writer's Block" has hit hard. But I have had this one floating around in my head for some time…
Chapter 1
All the men sitting at the round table looked at the President has he smoked his cigar and smiled at them. Each of them could see the amusement he was feeling on his facial expression and waited for him to express what had the mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
"So Gemma got an interesting call last night," Clay started with, "from SAMCAR."
"What has that pain-in-ass done now?" Tig groaned, rolling his eyes with a smile. He actually seemed to be amused about the thoughts of what their favorite princess had done, now.
"Well…." Clay laughed. "Our favorite little Princess has successfully made it so that she is going to need to leave the state of South Carolina for an extended time frame."
"She is coming here?" Jax asked with a grin.
"She is already on the plane." Clay laughed.
"What could she have possibly done to get kicked out an ENTIRE state?" Bobby asked with a grin.
"The little Angel was out with some friends at a night club, with a fake ID. Some dumbass got a little too friendly. Then became aggressive with his offers of friendship with his hands." Clay laughed. "And she cracked him in the mouth with a Beer bottle."
"Nice." Opie whistled.
"It's real nice, when the Governor's son has to have extensive dental work and plastic surgery." Clay stated, raising his eyebrow.
"DAMN!" Juice swore, laughing.
"I still don't get why I am being punished for this." Tig said shaking his head, but this time with a grin on his face.
"SAMCAR needs to get her out of the state for a while and apparently the hellcat has gotten herself kicked out of college and giving Madison a very hard time." Clay continued. "She is the only daughter of any of the First 9, Gemma thinks that she can get her in line. Besides we owe it to her Dad, he died for this club. She is going to be here for at least six months."
"How pissed is she over being shipped here?" Jax asked with a grin.
"From what Gemma found out, REALLY." Clay laughed. "There was a full meltdown, temper tantrum over it."
"She had a full ride for college, right?" Bobby asked. "I thought that was what I heard when she graduated from High School."
"Had, is the correct term." Clay nodded. "Going to class still drunk from the night before does not meet the requirements of maintaining your scholarship. Also Madison and Bo seem to think that she is into some serious party favors."
"Blow?" Jax asked with a shake of his head.
"Yeah." Clay said with a grimace and a nod of his head. "Seriously, that girl lost her Dad before she could walk. While her Mother and Step-Father, Madison and Bo have kept her in the MC world and tried to keep her grounded, her Grandparents have given her everything and spoiled her rotten." Clay said slowly. "Gemma is positive that she can get her back on track."
"That one was a wild one from the moment she was born." Bobby laughed. "Just like her Father, no fear."
"Moran was a wild dude, but he loved this club and gave his life for it." Clay said, his facial expression clearly showing his thoughts of the past. "That is why we owe him, Madison, and the princess this."
"When is she getting her?" Jax asked.
"I need at least two or three of you to go with Gem to pick her up in Oakland, her flight lands in a few hours. No bikes, take the cage, I want this low profile. Things with the Niners and Mayans are a little tense and I don't want attention brought to her or us." Clay said.
"I want to go." Jax said. "I can't wait to see the Brat."
"Alright, I want Hap and Juice to go with you." Clay said with a nod to Jax. "I need Tig, Opie, Bobby, and Sack for a protection run for Unser that leaves in an hour. The rest of you will keep an eye on the Garage for Gem."
Honor Clover Morgan Moran had to admit that all the drinks she conned the man in the seat next to her might now have been the best idea, as she stumbled off the plane. But she was pissed the moment she found out that she was coming here, and still was. The alcohol helped to keep her from having another meltdown.
Moving the sunglass that had been perched on the top off her head to her face, shading her bright green hazel eyes was the only thing that she could think of to try and hide her tipsy state. She had already crammed three pieces of spearmint gum in her mouth to mask the smell of the sizable amount of Honey Jim Beam's and Ginger Ale's that she had consumed. Her long dark hair was pulled up in a messy French twist, and she had little to no make-up on. She had dragged her feet getting ready early this morning until Bo, her step-father had threatened to carry her out the house physically. At least her outfit was up to her standards, very short black hot pant shorts; a fitted low cut v-neck pale silver top, and pair of 3 inch high black and silver gladiator style Jimmy Choo heels. Morgan paused a moment and got herself together, she remembered that a hot chick in the MC world had to piece tough and made of steel, to survive. Even if Gemma and Clay were her Godparents, Charming had not been her home since she was 2 years old. Her last visit was the summer that she had turned 15, over 3 years ago.
She straightened her spine and lifted her head, and headed for the baggage claim area where she was instructed that Gemma would be waiting for her. Morgan knew that she had a smug look on her face as
She stalked across the airport, as man after man checked her out. Confidence was not something that she lacked when it came to her looks, and she took care of herself. Her Mother and Grandmother had instructed her constantly that she must maintain her best appearance at all times, keeping her body fit and polished. Coming here to Charming was going to throw a wrench in her weekly routine, of working out, waxing, manicures, pedicures, hair appointments, and keeping her golden tan. Madison, her Mother had been more relaxed about her clothing, but Sugar, her Grandmother, was the one that had installed over and over into her that her clothes and accessories were to always be perfect. Sugar never ever let anyone see her at any time without her hair or make-up in place. Even her nightclothes, she called "night attire" were matching gowns, robes, and slippers. And she always wore her jewelry, which matched her outfit.
Walking thru the sliding glass doors that said "Exit only", she had only passed a few feet into the unrestricted area before she was grabbed and being swung around in a bear hug.
"JAX!" Morgan yelled and laughed. He was one of the few reasons that she could find about being glad to be coming to Charming. They had been close even with all the distance between them. He was the brother she never had. Jax had always looked out for her and let her tag along with him on her summers in Charming, and until the last couple of years they had exchanged letters with each other at least once a month.
"Darlin' look at you all grown up!" Jax teased her, setting her back down on her feet, and kissing her cheek.
"Move and let me get to her!" Gemma exclaimed laughing, and pulling Morgan away from Jax and hugging her tight.
The older woman stepped back and stared into Morgan's face for a moment, "You look like your Daddy in the face, and you're your Mom in the body department."
Morgan stiffened at the mention of her deceased Father; she resented never knowing him or having him in her life. A large part of her felt that the MC world had taken him from her and she hated that. All she could hold on to about the man was the stories that were told to her and a few snapshots of him holding her.
"She would not be so damn hot if she had a body like her Father." Juice suddenly interrupted with. "I mean look at her rack and ass!"
Morgan turned her head and looked at him, just as Jax reached over and smacked him on the back of the head. She took in his Mohawk and stunning physic.
"Really Juice?" Gemma asked, shaking her head.
"You are Juice? The one that set-up my graduation present, by programming the laptop for me." Morgan said with a warm smile. She could see that from his eyes he would be putty in her hands. "Thank you so much!"
Juice blushed and smiled at her, and Morgan knew he was in the palm of her hand.
"What does your baggage look like?" Jax asked her. "And how many bags this time?"
"Bo had a fit when he had to pay the excessive baggage fee for 3 of my suitcases." Morgan giggled. She pointed at the carry-on bag that Juice was taking from her. "It's a set like this, black with hot pink skull and crossbones."
"Figures!" Jax snorted and laughed. "Juice you take Gemma and the Princess to the cage, Hap and I will get the bags and meet you at the curb."
"Hap?" Morgan asked with a confused look on her face.
"Happy." Jax said motioning behind her.
Morgan turned and stared at the bald headed, tattooed man looking at her. He was incredible hot, like Juice. But where she could see in Juice's eyes she had him, this one was different. The dark eyes that looked at her, almost felt like they could look right inside her. Morgan knew without a doubt this was one Son that would not let her get away with anything.
"Happy." Morgan said with a regal nod of her head. She used the frosty tone that Sugar used with people that were not her "class". Morgan saw the twitch in his cheek, as he realized what she had done even if no one else noticed. Happy was not one that she could pull her shit with, and would not go easy on her.
"Come on baby." Gemma smiled and wrapped her arm around Morgan's waist and they followed behind Juice.
"Don't think that I don't notice you have been drinking." Gemma whispered to her. "But since this is your first day here, this is your one and only free pass."
Morgan looked at her with surprise. Madison had NEVER known when she was high or drunk unless she got totally wasted and was stumbling, falling trashed.
"Baby girl, there isn't much you can do that I have NOT done." Gemma laughed at the look on her face. "NOTHING."
Morgan knew that Gemma and Happy were two people that she could not get pass, but Juice and Jax she had. She just needed to be more careful with Gemma and Happy.