Everything SOA related belongs to Kurt Sutter and FX. I only claim the ownership of Kalissa and everything else that you haven't seen/ heard on TV.

"I don't have all day," he growled. Kalissa could almost feel his eyes burning holes in her back.

Oh indeed, your time is up, honey, Kalissa thought while trying to take off the safety as quietly as possible. "AAH," she screamed out kicking her foot deliberately against her suitcase. Her rock star yell had been enough of a disguise, as he didn't react to it or the snap she made with her gun, in any way.

The situation could have been better, for example if she had something other than a tiny towel covering her, but still it was too good of an opportunity to pass up. It was the chance she had been waiting for.

The sound of his phone ringing pulled her attention, as she was just about to pull out the gun.

"Yea?" Happy stood up, still keeping his burning gaze on her.

"Where?" he turned and walked toward the door. Looking at her for a second, he said "I'll wait for you outside."

The fact that she had been so close to it and he still managed to get away, made her want to slam that bullet inside her own head. And now he was outside waiting for her, meaning she had to go back to that damn club house to fight of Juice and any other pair of horny hands. Her one day mission has smoothly turned into a real time consumer.

She clicked the safety back on and threw the gun back inside her suitcase. Thinking about how many phone calls he seemed to be getting, she couldn't help but laugh how well they were always timed. They either helped her out of a stupid but hot situation, or killed every chance she had to end this thing with Happy Lowman as quickly as possible.

She was dressed in her underwear, trying to pick out clothes that still screamed innocence and everything she was pretending to be, as she still needed that cover not to be blown into pieces. Thinking about whether to go with pink or yellow, the door flew open.

"What the hell, don't you knock?" Kalissa eyed Hap with horror, grabbing for the towel she had dropped on the floor.

"Do I need to dress you up myself, what the fuck is taking you so long?" he stood in the open doorway. Even though his voice was as cold as ever, the look on his face was something else. He was eating her with his eyes to be exact.

"Would you mind shutting the door at least and turning around?" her eyes moved to the suitcase. Her gun was sticking out on top of her bundle of clothes as if it was a neon flashing sign saying 'look at me'. Trying to avert his gaze from that direction, Kalissa moved forward until she was right in front of him.

"And why should I turn around?" he smirked.

"Cause I'm asking you to?" she hated that look of domination in his eyes. Like he could do anything to her if he only chose so.

"There's that hidden wild cat again," Happy raised her chin with his hand to force her to look him in the eyes.

"And if you don't want that wild cat to show you her sharp claws, I'd suggest you play along and be a gentleman for a chance," the words flew over her lips in one sharp breath. Horrified at the thought of how he'd react, she took a small step back.

"I actually would like that," he pushed the door shut with the back of his shoe.

"Don't you have to be somewhere? Those calls and all…" she was trying to create distance between them.

He on the other hand was doing a great job at erasing that distance. Backing her up against the bed, Happy bent down to whisper in his gravelly voice that somehow felt like cold ice dripping down your chest in a hot summer day, "But I'd rather be here."

There it was again, her willpower, flying out of the window, waving good-bye with an apologetic smile on its face. His hand was travelling down the length of her arm, while she was playing a statue by trying hard not to react to him. He on the opposite was not hiding his reaction at all, instead he was practically pressing it against her.

"I don't know what you're thinking about here, but stop," Kalissa forced her eyes on the ceiling.

"Wanna know what I'm thinking about?" his hand had found its way to her bare hip, pulling her against him.

"Not really," she shook her head, trying not to feel the sensation he was building up deep inside of her. His touch was burning her insides like fire.

"No? You look like you do," Happy placed his other hand on her chest. "I can almost hear your heart beating," he dipped his head to her ear, breath tingling Kalissa's skin.

"I'm thinking about touching you here," Hap moved his hand resting on her hip to her behind. "And here," his other hand softly caressed her bottom lip.

He pulled on the towel she was holding in front of her as a shield. "Let me show you a good time," he said, with a mesmerizing look in his dark eyes.

That was enough, she dropped the towel and wrapped her arms around his head, pulling him closer. Locking her lips with him, she could feel the grip he had on her getting even stronger. His mouth working it's magic on her lips. The tension was killing her and she couldn't help but respond.

Pulling away from her lips all too soon, he smiled at her confused face.

"I knew you were only playing that sweet innocent good-girl," he smirked letting go of her.

"We can continue this some other time, princess. I have to be somewhere, get dressed," he turned to leave.

Sorry, that it has been ages since my last update. As always thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed it.