I'm still not sure if I'll continue with this story.I like Chibs and love writing about him, but I'm just not sure if this is interesting at all.

Thank you all for reading and commenting! Please, let me know what you think!

"Pizza or lasagna, that is the question", Chibs asked himself under his breath, standing in the grocery store, watching the rows of frozen dishes, trying to decide what he'll eat that night.

He grew wary of staying in the club house, watching Tig chase every crow he could see, eating from the cardboard plates. He wanted to go home and just unwind.

The problem was, his home, a small house at the outskirts of Charming, was more a place to sleep over and hung his clothes than anything else. But it will do.

And now, beer, he thought and turned right at one of the isles without looking. He almost run her over.

"Shit, I'm sorry...", he began and then realized it was Cora. "Hi here"

He saw her look change from irritated, as he pressed her against the counter, to glad to see him.

"Hey there Sergeant Chibs".

He realised he was leaning on her his entire weight and quickly stepped back, still holding her arm.

"Sorry about that lass".

"Its ok", she smiled again and picked up the basket she dropped when he ran into her. "What are you doing here?"

He was embarrassed. "Looking for some food. Staying home tonight".

Cora looked at his bag and snorted. He chuckled.

"Thank you for the flowers Sergeant Chibs. They were beautiful".

He sent the prospect with some flowers to her house the day she left him at TM's as a thank you gesture. He wanted to go himself but shit just kept on piling and after a while there was no point.

"I;m sorry I didn;'t bring them myself love. Been busy".

"Nah, its ok. How;s the head?'

"Still in one piece", he went through his hair with his gloved hand.

She nodded smiling. "Well, Sergeant Chibs, it was nice meeting you again..."

"How about dinner tonight if you're not busy? A proper thank you dinner", he smiled at her and Cora felt her heart skip a beat.

"That's sweet of you Sergeant, but you don't have to..."

"It's not a mater of having to. I;d like to have dinner with you Cora" he was serious now. He saw her look at him, as if checking whether he was pulling her leg.

"Sure. I'll have dinner with you", she answered carefully.

"Good", he grinned and took the basket from her hands, leaving it on the floor next to his. "Lets go love. I'm starving".

They went to the parking lot and he led her to his bike.

"Ride with me. I'll drop you to your truck later. Ok?"

"OK", she answered carefully.

"Don't worry darling. I won't let you fall" he smiled at her and gave her his helmet. "Put this on".

She did what he told her. "Now what?"

"Jump behind me and enjoy the ride, love".

She did what he asked her and surprisingly enjoyed the ride. He took her to a small dinner and took her hand, leading her into it. Cora liked the how it felt, his gloved hand holding hers tightly and reassuringly. He was confident and at ease and made her feel safe.

They picked a boot in the back and ordered their leaned back, enjoying the view. She had some make up on, which only made her eyes look larger and more cat like. She was in jeans and a sleeveless top and he saw traces of paint on her forearms.

"So Cora, what do you do, when you're not rescuing bikers?"

She sipped her beer before answering. "I run children's art workshops. I mostly work with kids that have some...behavioral issues"

"Like a therapist?"

"Yes, something like that"

They talked for a while about her work, she told him about the project she was working on, the kids, their parents... and Chibs enjoyed the conversation like he hadn't in years. It was refreshing to talk about something other than guns, drugs or pussy.

Their food arrived and he had to admit he liked the fact she actually ate and not just nibbled through food. She looked at ease with him and totally unfazed about Sons' reputation.

"Why did you help me that night?"

She leaned back, licked the chilly sauce from her fingers and took a sip of beer. She did it without thinking or planing to look seductive, but the sight of her pink tongue licking a finger almost gave him a hard on.

"I don't know. I almost didn';t but then I saw that patch on your cut", she pointed to his cut. "Maybe I just wanted to walk on the wild side for a while", she grinned.

He grinned back. "Somehow you don;t strike me as a wallpaper type girl".

She threw her head back and laughed. "Well, I guess you're right. I don't know why I helped you. But I'm glad I did"

"I;m glad you did, too"

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They finished their meal chatting about nothing much, laughing and teasing each called the waitress and paid the bill and then drove her to he truck.

"Well Sergeant Chibs, It was an unexpected pleasure" she held out her hand. He took of the gloves and took it, moving closer to her.

"I'd like to see you again Cora". His thumb caressed the back of her hand and that movement combined with his proximity and the way he looked at her made her mind go blank. He was so close, she could feel his breath on her face.

He saw her bite her lower lip and stare at his mouth and knew she wanted him to kiss her. He wanted that too, but for some reason decided to slow down.

"I'd like to see you tomorrow", he whispered looking at her lips.

She swallowed hard, trying to gather her thoughts. "Yes, please". Then she saw him smile, realized what she said and turning red she added "I;d like to see you too".

She cleared her throat, fighting the need to touch him. "Dinner at my place tomorrow?"

He nodded slowly, moving an inch closer to her and she could now feel the heat from his body. She could smell his aftershave, and whiskey and cigarettes in his breath.

"See you tomorrow then, love", he said and opened the door of her truck for her.

Cora sat behind the wheel, feeling her entire body vibrate and he watched her as she started the engine and took off, waving at him.

"Fricking beautiful", he said as he watched her disappear.

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