Thank you to everyone reading my story. I know it's been a very long time since I've updated, and I apologize for that! I bought my first house earlier this year, so I've been really busy between that and work. But enough about that, here's another chapter and I am working on the next one. Thanks for your patience and Happy New Year to you all!

January 8th, 1999

Charlotte went to class every day, but had a hard time focusing the entire week. While she told herself she shouldn't care, she obsessed about what outfit to wear, what shoes to wear, should she put makeup on?

It was Friday afternoon and she was just finishing class for the day. She decided to wear black skinny jeans with a long sleeve floral top and a pair of heeled booties. She put on subtle makeup, had curled her hair and left it down.

As she walked out of the building, she started to feel butterflies in the pit of her stomach. Why was she so damned nervous? Why would she be worried it might go badly? Maybe she was worried it wouldn't…

She shook her thoughts from her head. She walked out towards the parking lot and saw him sitting on the side of his bike, watching her. When she got close enough, she gave him a small smile.

Happy watched Charlotte as she walked towards him. She looked so incredibly amazing to him and she wasn't even showing off any skin.

"Hey," Charlotte said when she finally stopped in front of him.

Happy stood up from his spot on his bike. "Hey, how was school?" he asked, handing her his helmet.

She gave him another smile. "It was good, thanks for asking," she replied and put the helmet on. "Where are we headed."

He shrugged. "Little place not too far. Why don't you hop on and find out?" he suggested, sitting back down on his bike.

Charlotte felt the butterflies battling in her stomach again, but got on the bike behind him. This time she didn't hesitate to scoot up close and wrap her arms around his waist, her chest pressed against his back. Happy smirked and started his bike. He sped down the street, knowing it was cause Charlotte to hold on tighter.

She couldn't help but wonder where he was taking her. He didn't look dressed up, still wearing his normal blue jeans, black hoodie and white shirt under his leather kutte. At least she didn't have to worry about being under dressed.

He pulled into a park, she didn't see the sign to read the name. He parked the bike and the pair got off. They walked a ways, Happy had a hold on her hand, leading her. She smiled when she saw their destination, a picnic table with a basket sitting atop it.

"You are just full of surprises, aren't you?" she said with a small laugh.

Happy turned to her and gave her a rare smile, dimples and all, "I got a few tricks up my sleeve." Charlotte sat down and Happy walked around to the other side of the table, opening the basket. "Might've had a little help." He admitted.

She raised her eyebrow. "An old lady or two?" she joked, making him laugh and nod.

"If you get too cold or don't wanna sit out here, tell me. I know it's only in the 40's."

She shook her head. "No, it's actually not bad. I'll let you know though."

He set a sandwich in front of each of them and grabbed them both a beer. He took a long pull on his beer before setting it back down. "Hope you don't mind not going to someplace fancy. Ain't really my style."

"Me either," she admitted. "I mean, I like getting dressed up and all, but I'm more of a simple date kinda girl. No fuss."

Happy nodded and the two fell into a comfortable silence and began eating.

"What is the name of this park anyways?" she asked him. "I've never been here before."

"Charlotte's," he replied, she just looked at him. "It's called Charlotte's Blueberry Park." She couldn't seem to find words. It was rather sweet that he picked a park with her name. Happy shrugged. "Guess you can pick blueberries in the fall or some shit."

"Leave it to you to find the one place with my name," she cut him off, her smile beaming at him. "My, my, you've really put some thought into this, haven't you?"

Happy smirked. "I was only given one date. I haven't even gotten to the good stuff yet," he teased.

Charlotte laughed. "Well, I'll just keep my mouth shut."

They finished eating and Happy tilted his head towards his bike. "I wanna take you some place. Wanna show you something," he said and they both stood up.

Charlotte felt herself relaxed behind him, her helmeted head resting against his back. She fought off all the voices in her head screaming at her to stop, to push away from him. For this one afternoon, she was just going to enjoy being a woman with a man. Just this once.

He pulled off the road by a lake. The view was stunning. They walked up to the rail and looked out at the water. First standing side by side, then Happy stood behind her, his arms on either side of her. Charlotte shivered as his body made contact with hers. "You cold?" he whispered in her ear.

Unable to speak, she nodded, and he tightened his arms around her. "I come here sometimes when I need to think," he said. "Shit with the club, shit with my ma; it all kinda disappears when I come here."

"It's beautiful," she said when she finally found her voice.

She felt Happy shake his head before he nuzzled in by her neck. "It don't even hold a candle to how beautiful you are," he replied, kissing her neck softly.

A lone tear fell down her cheek. What was he doing to her? All those big, wonderful walls she had built around her heart seemed to be falling down. She turned around in his arms to face him. "Thank you," she said, looking up at him.

Happy brought one hand to wipe the tear that fell down her face. "Why you crying, Char?" She shrugged. He shot her a look. "Don't do that, tell me what's wrong."

She took in a shaky breath. "Happy, this is really sweet and I want to thank you for this afternoon." He stared at her, trying to search her eyes for clues. "I just-"

He leaned down and kissed her, cutting off her sentence. He didn't think he was going to like what she was going to say anyways. He felt her lean into his kiss so he tightened his right arm around her, using his left hand to dive into her hair, grasping the back of her head.

All of Charlotte's thoughts swirled around in her head as she fell deeper into his kiss. She brought her hands up, resting them against his chest. His hard, muscular chest. She moved them around to his back, holding him to her. Would this be such a bad thing? It felt so good, so right.

Happy was the first to pull back. He looked at Charlotte, who still had her eyes closed. She looked dazed, her lips plump from their kiss. "Come on, Char, I'll get you home," he said softly.

She opened her eyes at his statement. Green met brown. She just nodded and the pair walked back to his bike. The ride home she felt strange. She knew that the ball was in her court now. He would leave her alone if she asked him to. She had kept her word and went out with him on one date. Why didn't she feel relieved that it was over then?

A short while later he pulled up to her apartment building. She slid off the bike and pulled his helmet off, handing it over to him. Happy looked at her from his place on his bike. Charlotte stared back at him, trying to read him, but his eyes were blank.

She stepped forward, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Thanks again, Happy," she said softly. She leaned forward and placed a small kiss on the corner of his mouth. She pulled back, gave him a small smile. "Maybe we can do that again sometime. You know, if you wanted to."

Happy let out the breath he didn't know he had been holding, his lips curling up into a smile. He nodded. "Hell yeah," he replied. He stood up off his bike and led her up to her door. He waited for her to unlock and open her door before her pulled her back to him, kissing her deeply.

He pulled back, all too quickly for her liking. "That's how ya kiss someone goodnight, princess," he said, throwing her a wink as he walked off.

Charlotte smiled and closed the door behind her. She slid down against the door until she was sitting, a smile on her face. She just hoped she did the right thing.