I walked through the kitchen of my apartment and instantly went for the coffee maker. I hated coffee unless I was hungover and needed a pick-me-up. This was definitely one of those times where I needed about six pots of coffee to make it through this migraine. I didn't want to miss my classes today but I just didn't see myself actually focusing in them so today was going to be a lay in bed, watch movies all day type of day and I was perfectly ok with it being a lazy day.
As soon as I started the coffee maker, I walked into the living room to pick out a movie to watch. I noticed all the clothes lying around but half of them weren't mine. Oh my god, who the fuck's clothes were on my living room floor? Jesus Christ, it better not be Justin's clothes… I don't have time to be explaining to his whiny ass that I don't want to get back together and drunken sex that I can't even remember is not something I look forward to putting on my record.
I heard a groan come from the kitchen and started shaking my head… Justin's not a morning person, what the fuck is even going on? I rolled my eyes and walked back into the kitchen. Seeing the heavily tattooed man that I had only seen in Charming at the SAMCRO clubhouse kind of freaked me out.
"Who the fuck are you and what are you doing in my damn house?" I asked, leaning against the counter across from where he was standing and folding my arms on my chest.
He turned around and looked at me, a scowl on his face. That's when it hit me… Happy fuckin' Lowman was standing in my kitchen, wearing nothing but boxers. Oh fucking jesus… I fucked Happy Lowman! Wait a minute, what the fuck happened last night? What kind of liquor did I consume last night?
"If you don't remember me then I really didn't do my fuckin' job right." He walked closer to me, standing directly in front of me.
I shrugged my shoulders and smirked. "I don't know, maybe you should refresh my memory." Of course I was gonna flirt with him, it's Happy Lowman standing in front of me. Not some pansy ass little fucker; I was gonna enjoy this, whether we had sex again or not.
"You sure about that, little girl?" He put his hands on either side of my body, bracing himself on the counter behind me.
"What happened last night? How'd you even get here?" My eyebrows raised, curiosity finally getting the best of me.
He smirked at me as if this was actually amusing. "You found out I've been protecting you and invited me over. We drank a lot, fucked a lot and now we're here." He moved closer to me. "Oh, and if you don't remember, you have to go shopping soon."
I looked at him confused, what in the hell? "Great to know… wait, why?"
He started grinning as he backed away from me. "I ripped up a lot of shit. Next time, don't put on more clothes when you get out of the shower."
"Who said I was up for more rounds of cheap sex?" I smirked at the tattooed man, wanting to laugh but I was going to hold back. If I had to guess, sex with Happy was nothing less than mind-blowing and fantastic… He's a fuckin' God, sex with him couldn't be bad, I refuse to even entertain the thought.
Happy's hands found my hips and jerked me forward, toward him. "Cheap sex? You must've lost your fuckin' mind, little girl." His hands landed on my ass and lifted me up. "Why'd you want me to come here last night?" He set me down on the counter and stood between my legs.
"Calm down, killer… I'm sure it was great. Shit, I don't even know… Guess because you're a Son and me being the daughter of a First Nine, thought I'd play nice." I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't guess I anticipated you fucking me into amnesia though…"
Happy looked up at me, wearing a triumphant smile. "I better go… Be careful, little girl. You seem to like trouble and I'm tired of saving you from the little problems you get yourself into." He moved to walk away but I hopped off the counter and grabbed his arm before he could leave the kitchen.
"Wait… where are you going?" I asked, turning him around to face me.
He smirked at me before his eyes landed on the hand I still had resting on his bicep. "Don't worry about that, girl… Just go on about your day and maybe I'll run into you again."
I kept my hand in place, maybe applying a little pressure to just see if it'd affect him. It did but not in the way I was hoping, it just aggravated him. "If you're just gonna be watching me and making sure I'm not gonna get into trouble and I'm safe then why not just stay here with me all day?"
Happy shook his head. "You got to go to school, so go get ready... Don't worry about me." He pulled away from me and got closer to the door, picking up his clothes and putting them on in the process. He watched me the entire time, his eyes not leaving mine.
"I'm not going, hangovers and school is the worst mix, trust me. Stay here with me…. Please, Happy." I walked closer to him. He was one puzzle I wanted to solve, if I had it my way, I definitely would do it but something told me this was gonna be tough as hell.
He shook his head again but walked closer to me. "Stay out of trouble, little girl." He grabbed the back of my neck and jerked me toward him. Pressing his lips to mine, the kiss was heated and needy almost as if he didn't want to leave. He pulled away from me and walked toward the door. "I don't stay and hang out afterwards. Be lucky you even got a conversation with me, kid." With that he was out the door.