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Chapter two: Belle of the Outlaw Ball

I took the prospect with me so I would have someone to carry my bags and also because he was good company.

"Sack," I said to get his attention, "You are gonna make a good Son. You just gotta last the next 8 months. I know they rag on ya and that Tigger can be scary to some people…but they are harder on the ones they see promise in. You have no idea how harsh they were on Juice…but look at him now. He's the intelligence officer and a respected full patched member of SAMCRO."

He looked at me and smiled. Then just continued walking beside me. We were in the middle of the only Macy's in Lodi. I knew what kind of outfit I wanted, something that said 'Old Lady Biker Bitch' but not something that didn't also say 'Jess Morrow' I wanted to stay true to me….because I was after all destined to be Tig's Old Lady just the way I was.

I had found the perfect jeans, they were black skinny jeans that did wonders for my ass, not that it needed any help. Simple but sexy, just like me. I was looking for the top now, cant get shoes without knowing what the top looks like after all. I had decided something tight at the bust but that flowed out to accentuate my tiny waist. I was looking at a top that had no sleeves but three spaghetti straps on each shoulder so I knew the girls would be secure. It was a pale pink with a rose across the front, it was backless and tied just under my breasts with silver chains that draped down my back. I figured I could either wear just it or put a white tank top under it so I could wear a sexy matching bra and thong set.

As we went to pay and head to Victoria's Secret Sack started to get nervous. "Relax, Sack you can wait at the doors. The store has an open lay out you will be able to see me until I go into the dressing rooms." I said to calm him down, "I'll even warn you before I go back to them. Just breath."

He calmed down by the time we reached the store. He stood guard at the door while I went in. I wanted something with pale pink like my shirt but also with black lace. As I was explaining to the sales girl Sack walked up to me. "Act natural just breath," he said into my ear "There are some Nords outside the store. Get what you need and lets go."
I looked back up as the employee came back, "How about this" she asked holding out the perfect set. "What do you think, Sack?" I asked just to tease him. "Oh, is this your boyfriend?" She asked.

Sack let out a nervous chuckle while I answered "No, He wishes…well maybe not. My man would be those thoughts out of his head." I laughed and took them to the counter.

As we exited the store Sack breathed a sigh of relief that the Nords were gone. I told him I wasn't leaving without the right shoes and he groaned. "I'll call Tigger to come and keep me safe if it makes you feel better Sack." He agreed and I called Tig.

"What?" he said when he answered.

"Baby, Sack saw some Nords and wants to leave but I haven't found shoes. Can you come be back up. He's afraid you'll make him a "No'Sack" if something happens to me." I said, hoping no whine seeped into my voice.

"Put Sack on Jess," Tig said.

They talked for a few minutes, all I could gather from Sacks half of the conversation was that Tig wanted to know what mall we were at, how many Nords he had seen, and then a few yes or no questions. As Sack handed my phone back to me after he hung up, I had an expectant look on my face.

"He said to go to the back of the store by the employee lounge and wait for him. He'll be here in 45 minutes then you can find your, and I quote 'Precious Shoes, just like a bitch' end quote" He stated while dragging me to the back of the store.

Half an our later Tig walked in, everyone stepped out of his way as he walked back to us. When he reached us he pulled me into his arms and patted Sack on the shoulder. "You made the right decision calling in back up." He praised Sack.

He let me go only to settle his hand on my lower back, making my whole body tingle. As he noticed the bags in Sacks hands he slowly leaned into me, "Hmm. I see I get to unwrap something tomorrow night?" He breathed into my neck.

"Well I figure since we both have been waiting so long the night deserved a little extra special touch." I purred back at him. Then squealed as I found the perfect shoes. They were open toed booties, black leather on the front and the back was a pale pink just like my shirt with black lace over it so it looked like the bra I just bought. They had little spikes down the back it was a perfect blend of leather, lace, and sex. Tigs eyes darkened with desire at the sight of them. I turned and leaned into him, as he leaned down and I went on my tip toes my lips just grazed his ear, "When we leave the party, I want you to strip me down to just my bra and thong and these shoes." I whispered to him. He had a shiver run down his spine

He took the shoe box from my hands and walked up to the counter, "Ring these up…now" He ordered the shaking teen behind the counter. His face paled under all his acne. "Tigger, manners." I chastised.
"Right…Please." He growled a the kid. It wasn't much better but it was all I was gonna get him to do. I paid and we walked out of the store heading to me car. He had parked his bike right next to it. As Sack put the bags in the trunk I looked at Tig through my windshield. 'One more day then all that is mine' I thought to myself and as always he knew exactly what I was thinking. He slung his leg back off his bike and walked to my window.

"One day early won't kill me." He said then crashed his lips to mine. My eyes slid closed all on their own accord. His kiss stole the breath right out of me, his lips were soft and smooth but the power of the kiss made it hard and demanding. Then his tongue slipped out and traced my lower lip and the feeling made me moan. Taking advantage of my opened mouth he slid his tongue past my lips. He dominated my mouth and it was as if he was learning ever inch of it. His taste was intoxicating to me. There was his last cigarette, the coffee ha had had earlier, and then this heady spiciness that was just Tig, rolled all together it was enough to make my head spin. As he went to break the kiss he lightly grazed my bottom lip between his teeth.

As my eyes slowly drifted open and my breath returned to me I saw Tig straightening back up and smiled. I got out of the car wrapped my arms around him and whispered into his chest. "I have loved you all my life. I will love you until I cease to exist, but with that kiss you captured every last spec of my heart." I looked up into his eyes "I love you Alex Trager, the man behind the cut just as much as I love my Tigger the man in the cut. I love all of you..now and forever." He held me tight for a moment and then opened the car door. "I'll lead the way home Kitten." he said.

I dropped Sack off at the gates of TM and headed home. Tig following me the whole way. As I got out of the car and grabbed my bags from the trunk he went to reach for them. It was all ready getting to be late evening. The sun had long since set and I could hear mom setting the table in the house. "Tigger," I breathed out "Go back to the clubhouse, I'm going to go in, eat dinner with my parents and give them one last night before I'm not just their little princess. Tomorrow I become your Old Lady, give them one more night before I'm out of their hands. Please?" I asked.

He lowered his forehead to mine, then he said "No matter what you will always be their little girl."

"True, but after tomorrow that isn't the most important thing I will be. My MAIN priority will be being a good Old Lady." I replied.

"Now go on, baby. I'll see you tomorrow at my party, we have dinner at six then the party and by midnight you and me are going to be wrapped in each others arms with nothing, and I mean nothing, between us." I turned for the door and he swatted my butt. Looking over my shoulder he smiled and said "That ass is mine." "Always has been baby." I smirked and headed into the house.

Momma, Daddy, Jax and I had a nice dinner. I helped momma clean up and then snuggled up with daddy in his man cave and watched a boxing match. Jax left at about eleven o'clock. He kissed me on the forehead as he left and said he'd see me tomorrow. By midnight I was asleep curled up on Daddy's lap. He carried me up to my room while Momma followed. They tucked me in and kissed my forehead and I felt a tear slip onto my cheek as Daddy stood up. "After tomorrow, she's not our baby anymore." he said softly.

"No, baby" Momma said "She will always be our baby. After tomorrow she will be recognized as Tigger's reason for existing. That doesn't change what she means to us. Just how the rest of the Sons see her." She took his hand and lead him from the room. I smiled and curled tighter into the blankets, content in knowing I wouldn't loose my parents tomorrow…just gain an old man.

I slept in until ten the next day as momma had given me it off. I showered and pulled on jeans and a SAMCRO T-shirt as I headed off to the salon. I was getting my hair cut and styled. As well as getting an mani and pedi. I would spend almost all day at the salon. Getting pampered. I arrived around 11 and they got right to work. Rae-Anne started with my nails, I had her paint them pale pink with a black lace detailing over it. Then Sheila got started on my pedicure we settled on a slightly darker pink so it would pop out better from the shoes I got. Two hours later I was settled into Roxie's chair after she washed my hair.

"Sweetie, what are we doing without today. It's a big day" she grinned at me while running a comb through my hair.
"I don't want to take much off the length but I want to add more layers and some high and low-lights to it, something with a Red hue to it." I answered her.

"Oooooh, I know just what to do." She smiled and turned me from the mirror. "Let's keep it a surprise." Yet another two hours later and she turned me back to face the mirror. She had brought up my length over all just an inch but had added lots of layers to it making it move more like a waterfall over my shoulders. We had dyed my light blonde hair to a medium brown two years ago it suited me better. Now there were warm caramel and soft red high and lowlights running through it. My bangs framed my big blue eyes and made my face look softer but more defined at the same time. "I love it," I sighed at her. I followed her to the register and she just waved me out saying a Son had come in earlier and paid for whatever I wanted. She wouldn't tell me which one but I had a feeling it was my Tigger…and I found out a few houts later I was right.

I made it back to my house by four thirty which gave me just over an hour to do my make-up and get dressed. Perfect timing for me, I went to my room as the house was empty. Momma had let me know she would be there setting everything up and not to come before quarter to six or I would be sitting at the gate waiting. All the guys were all ready there so I just had to show up on time. I pulled off the outfit I had worn to the salon, and slathered my lotion all over my body. I use the Victoria's Secret 'Pure Seduction' fragrance set, body wash, lotion and spray, plus the perfume. Once I had my skin nice and smooth I pulled my new bra and thong on and then sprayed the body spray. Then I pulled on my new jeans and my boots. As I straightened up I grabbed the new shirt off the hanger. Forgoing the tank top underneath, I wanted all the sex appeal I could muster and the tie covered the bra strap. I slipped on my ring from Jax that he gave me on my 15th birthday. It was our birthstones held together by a Reaper, he said that because of the club he had the best little sister ever. I put big silver hoops into my ears and fluffed my hair.

I grabbed my purse and keys from the end table by the door and slipped out of the house at promptly five thirty. Driving across town I tried not to get to excited but I couldn't wait for this night. I had spent my whole life waiting for Tig to make me his, then we had spent two years waiting for this night…waiting for Tig to be able to publicly claim me. I was grinning like a mad woman when I pulled into the lot at ten of six. I parked my car off to the side of the garage not twenty feet from the clubhouse doors. It was all I could do not sprint through the doors and launch myself at Tigger.

I could tell by the bikes that some Tacoma, Rogue River, and Indian Hills brothers were here. Which meant Happy was here, Happy the 'Tacoma Killer' was probably the scariest Son but he and I had a long standing playful friendship. I walked in the doors and in my best bitch voice said "What the fucking hell do you think you're doing sitting on your tattooed ass instead of meeting me at the door to hug me?"

He turned and in his gravelly voice said "What you thinking your something fucking special?" then we both grinned and I ran to hug him. He squeezed me and then rasped out "Can't do that after tonight, you'll be a brothers woman and I don't touch what ain't mine."

Some of the out of town Sons wondered who Happy was talking about, so to answer the unasked question and make sure everyone knew who my ass belonged to. I turned to start walking towards Tig and pouted, "Baby, can Happy still hug me after I have your patch?" By the time I finished asking I was right in front of him.

He took a second pretending to think it over then pulled me in placing both hand on my ass and squeezing causing Daddy and Jax to groan "Yeah but only hello and goodbye" he finally consented then placed a soft kiss on my lips. As I turned around I stuck my tongue out at Hap and said "See! My Old Man likes to keep me happy, Happy" and chuckled as I walked over to my father and big brother. Hugging them both and kissing Daddy's cheek.

"Where's momma?" I asked the group at large. "Where do you think I am you spoiled princess. Slaving in the kitchen with Elvis making your dinnner." she snarked at me. I grinned and walked into her out stretched arms. "Nice hair, baby" she said as she hugged me.

After that the tables were loaded with food and the guys sat while Momma, Uncle Bobby, and Sack served everyone. I sat between Tigger and Opie. Opie said Donna might stop by later but he wasn't sure. I wasn't going to hold my breath though, she'd been distant since she learned everyone was just fine with my being with Tig. She hadn't said anything to my face so I hadn't had the chance to set her straight. We had a great time eating and joking around. About 9 I was dancing on the floor by myself to my favorite song by Pink "Fucking Perfect" I'd had issues at school and I grew up around porn stars of course I had body issues, until I saw Tig look at me with lust in his eyes the first time…then I knew I was perfect to him. Tig never took his eyes off me the whole night.

At ten Daddy called out "Princess get your ass on that pool table and open your presents." I was only to happy to follow his orders. Tig walked over and put me on the table before I could even ask, but then again we always knew what the other was thinking somehow. That's why I giggled after her sat me down. "Really, baby, in front of everyone you wonder what's under my clothes." I said low enough for only him to hear. He chuckled and nodded his head, leaning on the pool table while everyone turned to watch me open my gifts.

Piney, Chibs, and Bobby walked up before I could reach for a package. "we uh, we, got you something together…" Piney started "Aye, lass, we didna know what to geet ye." Chibs said his accent thickened by the half bottle of Jack he'd drank during dinner. "So we got you something that we knew you would love." Bobby finished for the three of them. Then handed me a small wrapped box, I opened it to find a key inside.

"Um…."I said then it dawned on me "YOU GOT ME A CAR!" I squealed.

"Not a car a truck…and before you ask yes its bigger then Jax's. it's a ford and black…on the outside. Inside is pink and black. Lord knows you gotta have pink on it." Piney chuckled at me. I hugged all three of them, thanking them profusely.

Then I opened a big box right by my arm, Opie called out "there's three things inside, the blue one is from Kenny, the pink from Ellie, and the other is from Donna and me." I opened the one from my nephew Kenny first. It was a picture frame that said 'World's greatest Aunt' with a picture of Kenny and I on Op's bike. Ellie gave me some of my Victoria's Secret perfume.

"You or Donna take her to get this Op?" I asked while laughing. His face turned red as he answered "Me…but she made me wait outside. Said nobody wanted to see a Sasquatch in there." Everyone laughed at that. Then I opened the one from Donna and Opie….but I knew it was just from Op. It was a black journal with a Reaper on the front and my name engraved in to the cover. On the first page it said to write all your stories in. I smiled with a tear in my eye as I thanked him. Even though his back was to me Tig handed me his bandana to dry my eyes on. Again everyone laughed. I just leaned on his shoulder and secretly kissed his neck.

Juice gave me an iPad that was pink and had a Reaper with a crown on the back, symbolizing Reaper Princess. Sack gave me a $100 gift card for iTunes. Jax walked up next and handed me an envelope, which held a sketch. To answer the question in my eyes he turned and lifted his shirt. There on his ribs just below his armpit was my ring design with the words 'Many Brothers' above it and then 'One sister' below it. I got of the table to hug him really tightly and tell him how much I loved it.

"I did it so does that count as my present too?" Happy joked from the bar. "Sure Hap sure" I laughed through my tears.

Then my parents walked up and handed me a manila envelope and a key ring. Inside the envelope was the deed to a house a block from theirs. "You bought me a house?" I said barely above a whisper.

"Well, you're not sleeping with Tig under my roof I may be accepting but I ain't that accepting." Daddy said seriously with a chorus of agreement from all the guys.

"Plus I don't want you spending every night in the clubhouse." Momma added on to which Tig agreed.

"So when do I move in?" I asked "Next weekend, you and I will shop this week to get everything you need." Momma answered.

Tig surprising everyone, including me, handed me his credit card. "DON'T spend more than ten g's on furniture." was all he said. I just kissed him hard and deep. Making everyone groan. To which we both flipped them all off.

There was only one box left on the table, and it was huge. I moved to kneel beside it and Tig spoke up, "Open them biggest to smallest and then the envelope….but don't show anyone what's in that part."

I nodded and did as he said. The box held three bags and said envelope. The biggest bag was black, I reached inside and pulled out my property patch. It was the softest leather I had ever touched. It had a fitted bodice to it and cinched at the sides with laces so it could be loose or like a corset. On the back was the Reaper in the middle, the top rocker said 'Property of' and the bottom rocker said 'Tig Trager'. I had cried over some of my gifts tonight but I had tears streaming down my face at the sight of this vest. I'd waited my whole life for it, and now it was finally in my hands. I pulled it on so fast everyone but Tig laughed.

"She's a little too excited for that." Jax called out.

"No, she's just the right excited brother." Tig said over his shoulder. "Never gave a bitch one of these before. She knows how serious I am." I nodded my head as we stared into each others eyes. "I wont make you regret it." I whispered to him. "Couldn't if you tried baby." He said back to me.

In the next bag was my own helmet. The back of it said 'Tig's Bitch' I laughed and said "Geesh, baby you gonna put your name on all my stuff?" Everyone laughed as Tig said "Yeah might even put my name on your forehead." I just said whatever you want as long as your mine.

The last bag was really small, I pulled out a small jewelry box about the size of two decks of playing cards stacked on top of each other. Inside was a delicate bracelet. Made from two silver spoon handles, in the middle was a Reaper. On the inside of the left handle was a crow. "That's another first," I said as he nodded. Everyone else thought I meant the bracelet itself. The mix of Reaper and delicacy not seen before but somehow fitting each other perfectly on my wrist. I meant the crow on the inside. Tig never patched a woman or put his crow on her. No one was good enough for him….until me.

Inside the envelope was a picture of Tig and I. I gasped because I had no memory of it being taken and also because Tig never allowed his picture to be taken. But he must have allowed this one. We were leaned up against his bike. My back to his chest, his arms wrapped around my shoulders and my face turned up to look at him. But Tig was staring into the camera, with a look of peace on his face. Like he was exactly where he was supposed to be, with me wrapped in his arms.

"That was the day after 'Frat Boy' came around. We were getting ready to go on a run to Indian Hills." Tig said and instantly I remembered the day. I didn't want him to go I was scared that 'Frat Boy' would come back. So he just stood holding me while everyone got ready. "You saved it this long? Why" I asked looking into his eyes.

"Had to wait til I could hold you like that all the time." He shrugged as he answered. I kissed his cheek then hopped off the table. Checking the clock as I went. "Sack. Load these into my new truck, then open the gates." I smiled "you guys have ten minutes until your pussy parade begins." 'Ten minutes until I leave with Tig' I added to myself and Tig looked at me and nodded.

I walked up to my parents and hugged them thanking them for the awesome party. I told momma we were only gonna stay long enough for the whores to see my patch and learn to keep their hands off. "Then I'm going and sleeping with my Old Man," I winked at her. Daddy had walked away to get a beer so I didn't feel bad about saying the last part.

Tig walked up and pulled me into a kiss as the croweaters and sweet butts walked in. The first thing anyone saw as they came through the door was my patch and Tig kissing me. My man is so smart, let all those whores know that he was taken.

We hung out for half an hour then to a chorus of catcalls and whistles, Tig scooped me over his shoulder and carried me out of the clubhouse. Everyone followed us out to his bike. When my feet hit the ground I waved and shouted "I love you guys but my Old Man NEEDS ME! NOW! Bye everybody." The whores glared at me, but I couldn't bring myself to care.