Guys it's been too long. I'm so sorry! But here we go again. Enjoy :)

CHAPTER 4

It's been three days since Happy had to go take care of some business after our lunch. And for the past three days I've also been throwing up.

"You sure it's not something I ate, Gemma?" I grimace at the pregnancy test that stood before me on my bathroom counter. My brow was sweating and my stomach turned just looking at the damn thing. My chocolate skin had a pale tone to it as well. I sighed because I already knew her answer before she responded.

"Nicole! Take the damn test. Jesus Christ," I could already imagine her putting her hands on her waist and shaking her head. "It's not like Hap will be mad anyhow. He's crazy about you, darlin', and you know it," she finishes. I run a clammy hand over my face, " But Gemma we never talked about kids or anything. I don't even have his fucking crow yet for fucks sake!" I freak out and run a hand through my wild and curly hair. "You'll definitely get that before the baby is born. No doubt," she giggled at my breakdown. "I'm serious! Don't laugh at me," I whine and pick up the test in agony.

"Do you want me to stay on the phone with you while you do it?" She asks in a sincere voice this time. "Nah, I'm a big girl...I think," I whisper towards the end. "You'll be fine, Nicole. Trust me. Kids aren't as bad as- JACKSON, DIDN'T I TELL YOU NOT TO TAKE MY KITCHEN KNIVES?!" I hear her scream as I pull the phone away from my ear to relieve the noise she was making. "Call me back and let me know if you need anything, sweetheart," she calmly states to me after she snatched up Jax, I'm guessing. "Okay, I will," we both bid each other bye.

The house phone rings and I instantly jump. I shake my head at my worried state and quickly run to our master bedroom and answer it. "Hey, Killa," I already know it's him. "Hey, baby," his raspy voice surrounds me. I instantly bite my lip when I hear him talk. It's only been three days and I'm feening for him this bad, I think. "What was that?" I quickly reply as soon as I realized I was lost in thought. "I said I'm gonna be home tonight. I took care of business faster than I thought," he grumbled out. "Okay, daddy. Well you hurry up cause I miss you," my voice became seductive. "You miss me enough to cook me a big dinner and ride me later?" He cheekily asks. I giggle and run my tongue over my mouth, "What kinda old lady would I be if I didn't?" He laughs and I smile hearing it. "Make sure you're nice and wet for me by the time I get there, girl," he states. "I will. Promise," I make a kissing sound over the phone before we say our goodbyes. I keep smiling after we hang up cause of my mind racing with thoughts about Happy being home. My smile shortly turns into a frown as I remember my situation at hand.

Hopefully it's negative.

HOURS LATER

It was positive.

Every single one.

I bought two more after I took the first one just to make sure it wasn't faulty. All of them turned out positive and I was scared shitless at this point. How am I going to tell Happy? Does he even want kids with me? Will I be a good mom? Will Happy be a good dad?

Oh my god, I think. How the hell is he gonna explain his smiley face tattoos to our kid if they ask? I'm already imagining the worst, I chastise myself. This is too much, I groan as I fall back on our bed and whimper into one of the pillows face deep.

"Food smells good," I pop my head up when I hear my old man's voice in the distance. I didn't even hear his bike pull up I was so lost in my own world.

I had made seasoned chicken breast with roasted red potatoes and veggies for us. I hadn't cooked it in a while so I know he was beyond hungry for it.

I jump off the bed and make a dash for my man. He gives me a rare smile and makes a grunt when I jump on him. He dropped his bag to catch me. "I missed you," I kissed him full on the mouth with lots of tongue. I had been brushing my teeth and rinsing with mouth wash all day so my breath was extremely minty at this point. "Mmm," he moaned as he raised my booty shorts up to grip my bare ass in his hands. "Maybe I should be gone more often if this is the welcome home I get," he said as soon as we broke the kiss. "Fuck off, Hap," I laughed as he set me down on the floor.

"How was the ride?" I asked him while I brought his plate out as he washed his hands to eat. "It was okay, my back kinda hurts though," he tells me. "Aw poor baby," I tease him. He throws a balled up paper towel at me and I duck while giggling. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you later, hmm?" I suggested. He thanked me and nodded as I set his food down before him at the table. "My favorite," he dug right in. I smiled and sat across from him to eat as well.

"How were you while I was away?" My eyes grew big as he asked this. I completely forgot about finding out I was pregnant. I'm gonna have to make a doctor's appointment too, I reminded myself.

"I'm fine, baby. Just been a good old lady these past couple of days," I gave him a cheesy smile as I tucked a curl behind my ear. He stared at me blankly before responding, "Girl, what did you do?" "Nothing, Hap! I've been good, I promise. Actually been bored without you. And lonely," I took a sip of my pineapple juice as I looked at him over the rim of my glass with flirty eyes. He growls slightly and sits back in his chair, wide legged. He finished his meal quickly so he was ready to go I could tell.

"Hold on, Killa," I joke as he sat there twirling a toothpick between his teeth while he waited for me to be done. "Go freshen up or something. You smell like outside," I tell him. He rolls his eyes and gets up to go to the bathroom I assume.

His heavy footsteps sound as he walks and I drop my fork in shock. I had left one of the pregnancy tests out on the bathroom counter. "Shit," I hiss as I scrape my chair back to get up.

"Hap," I say once I reach the hallway. He walks out to me from the bathroom and into our room in nothing but his wife beater and jeans. And with the test in his hand...

"You got something to tell me?" His face was unreadable. I bit my lip in a nervous way before answering. "I just found out this morning," I ran a hand through my hair in defeat. "Why didn't you tell me when you found out?" He walks up to me. I step back and he grabs me by the waist before he set the test down on our dresser. "Happy, we've never even talked about kids, baby," I leaned into him as he held me. "So you don't want it?" His voice turned slightly cold. "No, I do, I do. I just didn't know if you would," I looked up at him. His face was concerned yet he seemed mostly at ease. My eyes were watery and he wiped away a tear that was building up. "I want a million kids with you, girl. Don't know why you thought I would be mad or something," he kissed my neck to comfort me.

"Oh, Hap," I kissed him once I grabbed his face in my hands. "Get in the shower," he gruffly tells me. I smirk as he smacks my ass when I walk past him to the bathroom. I start stripping and he turns the water on for us after he did the same. I take off my cami and my boobs are bare for him to see. I look in the mirror and he stands behind me to feel me up. He rubs his calloused hands over my soft skin and I hum as I relax into his body. He kisses my neck and leaves a trail of wet marks down my shoulder. I turn around to wrap my arms around him and I take his hair tie out to unleash his wild hair he had from riding so long. I run my fingers through his mess of waves and curls as he picks me up, still kissing me. We move into the shower with ease as the water falls on us.

He puts my back against the cold tile before he slips his more than hard dick inside me. I hiss from the cold tile touching my back and my old man's length. I'll never get used to his size, I whimper as he thrusts into me slow but hard. He kisses me with so much passion as he fucks me. "You feel so good, baby," he tells me. I moan loud as he hits my spot over and over. "Yeah, daddy?" I egg him on, gripping his broad shoulders. Our tongues collide with one another as he grips my hips deeper in his hands to hold me tighter and hump. "Happy," I gasp and tug on his wet hair. He keeps thrusting at a wild pace and doesn't let up when I push his abs back a little. "Show daddy you can take it," he hums in my ear. I instantly melt into him and adjust my legs up more for him to hold me better. My full titties were bouncing in his face and he took advantage of the opportunity to suck on my brown nipples. "Mmm," I sighed as he sucked on them, alternating between the two. I held onto his head as he continued to suck my boobs. He stopped to work his way up to my chest and neck area. I'm sure I had hickies all over at this point.

His thrusts were starting to get sloppy as we both got close to our release. "Oh my God, yes, yes," I held onto him tightly as he fucked my pussy so good. He grunted as he felt me cumming on his dick. "Shit, girl," he thrusted slowly before releasing inside me. My breathing was coming out in pants while he set my shaky legs down. He held me by my waist as I leaned against the shower wall with sleepy eyes and a smile. He chuckled at me and started cleaning me up with the body wash I had close by.

After I was clean I left in my towel to give him a chance to shower by himself.

I towel dried my hair after my body and changed into my panties and one of his big SOA shirts. I laid down on the bed and cuddled into our blankets while I waited for him to get out. My eyes fluttered as they fought to close.

"You spent, huh?" I hear him say as I look up. He was clad in his pajama pants and nothing else, tattoos on full display. His hair was more tamed since he pushed it back in a bun again. "Come hold me," I nodded to him. He laughed at my child like suggestion and got into bed with me.

He pushed the covers away to bring my body onto his. I laid my hand on his chest and cuddled into his large frame. I kissed his cheek as we sat there in silence.

"I wonder if it'll be a girl or boy," I say out loud. "As long as you and the baby are healthy, I'm good," he kisses my lips. "I love you," I kiss him again. "Love you too."