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Chapter 9: Second base is legal
In the morning, Grace went over to Peter's house early since she had the car. His mom opened the door.
Lilly was a small, slender woman, Peter had inherited most of his features from her and not his big, buff dad. She smiled when she saw Grace.
"Morning, Grace. Peter's in the kitchen."
"Thanks." She stepped inside and gave Lilly a hug.
Lilly and Keith, Peter's dad, had wanted many children since they both were and only child and their parents were dead. They wanted to start a new, big family. After years of trying they finally had Peter. Keith had been thrilled. He had hoped for a son, someone who he could train in football and that might have a chance to achieve all those things he couldn't when he busted his knee last year in high school and had been forced to take a job at the sawmill. Peter wasn't really what he wanted in a son but he still loved him the best he could.
They both loved him dearly and had never made him feel anything but loved, they just didn't understand how they got a skinny, speeded, musical-loving, genius for a son. His dad had commented on it once, with a kind laugh. 'Good thing that boy is so smart cause no sport is going to take him through college.'
Being a smart boy he had figured it out when he was seven and put it into words: 'they love me and all, they just don't know what to make of me'. The two parents was his entire family and he had happily adopted Grace's strange family as well.
"Pixie!" He yelled when Grace stepped into the kitchen.
"Love of my life," she said and gave him a hug.
"How was the date?"
Grace smiled, Peter had obviously told her about Skip. "Good."
"Ohh, you're blushing." Lilly laughed and handed her a cup of coffee. "Must have been a good date. What did you do?"
"He took me to 'The Rocky Horror Picture Show'." She looked at Peter when she said it.
"Wow! He must have really hated it."
"Every minute of it."
Lilly gave her a proud nod. "You're probably the first woman ever who's managed to get a biker to that movie."
"Wanna go by the clubhouse to see if you see him once before school?"
Grace would love to do that. "Yes."
"I assumed that was why you were so early." Peter ran out of the kitchen to get his things.
"He's been so thrilled about you and this Skip," Lilly said. "Talked about that guy all night yesterday. Seems like a nice boy."
"He is."
"And huge. There's something about standing next to a huge man." Lilly had almost a naughty smile.
"You should know." Keith was about the same size as Skip. "But I agree."
When Peter came back he kissed his mom's cheek and they took off. They didn't have much time but if they were lucky they'd get some breakfast and at least get some proper coffee.
-o0o-
Skip was waken up by the usual slam on the door.
"Grace is here!" It was Tiny and Skip rolled out of bed and pulled on jeans, a t-shirt and the cut.
She was sitting at a table next to Peter and was eating a muffin. He sat down opposite her and took a muffin from the plate. Bobby poured him a coffee.
"I'm just saying, Pixie. You'd be soooo pretty in pink with laces and maybe a bow on the back."
"Not going to happen." She said with a very final tone.
"You'd look like princess," he sighed and Grace glared at him.
"Then you can have it. I'm not wearing anything like that."
"Hey!" Peter said. "I'm gay, not a cross dresser."
"I know. But I'm not wearing something so silly."
"What are you talking about?" Skip finally asked after trying to figure out what the hell this was about.
"The prom." Grace explained. "Peter and Gemma are going nuts with my dress. I'm just trying to keep them realistic."
"Boring, that's what she's going for." Peter said and shoved more muffin into his mouth.
Tiny sat down at the table as well. "When is it?"
"In two months. And they're already planning."
"You're not looking forward to it?" Tiny asked.
"I am." Grace said and seemed to notice their skeptical looks. "Really! I am. I'm just not to keen on letting this guy," she waved towards Peter, "and Gemma, choose my dress. Pink with ribbons." She muttered the last part.
"We need to get going." Peter said and they got up.
Skip got up as well and smiled at Grace before taking another muffin and his cup and walked towards his dorm. He had barely closed the door when he heard a knock. He put down the cup and opened. Just as he had hoped, it was Grace.
She closed the door behind her then turned around and looked at him.
"A smile. Was that all?"
"Not going to mess around with you in front of the others." He walked up close to her and she met him, putting her arms around his waist.
She tasted just as he remembered. Her tongue was in his mouth again and he was holding back a moan. He was going to have to find a bottle of lotion if this continued.
This time she pulled back with a sharp inhale. "I need to go." She took a step back. "I'll pick you up after school."
He nodded. "I'll be here."
-o0o-
School was slower than ever. Grace kept looking at the clock and it was annoyingly slow.
"It might catch fire if you keep staring at it like that." Peter whispered in her ear.
"I fucking hate it today."
Peter giggled and kept taking notes. She would have to copy them because she wouldn't be able to tell anyone what the classes was about that day. In fact, that's how it's been for a while.
At lunch they were at their normal spot outside.
"I've been thinking." He said and put another piece of chicken in his mouth. "What do you say about a road trip?"
"After graduation?"
"Yeah."
Grace thought about it for a while. "I like it. We need a car."
"Like two months?" He continued. "We could go pass Rogue River. And then maybe to New York."
"And Boston, Florida and Texas." Grace's mind was racing. "We should get a proper roadmap and see where we want to go." She looked at Peter. "It's a great idea!"
"Really. You'd really be up for it?"
"Sure! Why wouldn't I?"
"I mean with Skip and I thought..."
"I'll meet him in Rouge River and he can meet us now and then." She shrugged. "Besides, we don't know what'll happen with that."
"Don't be silly. It's pretty obvious." Peter smiled. "You two are crazy about each other."
Grace laid down in the grass and smiled. "Still want to go road tripping with you. Blast some music and drive through the country. It'll be awesome."
He laid down next to her. "It sure will."
She took his hand. "I'm not going to abandon you just because of some guy. BFF you know."
"Please stop saying that!" He exclaimed and she laughed.
"We need to go see 'The Rocky Horror Picture Show' soon."
"That bad?"
"Yeah. He totally hated it, ruined my buzz ass well so I need to go with you."
"Still. He took you."
"Not nagging at all but it could never been the same as when we go and see it." She was still holding his hand and was spinning on the ring he had on his left thumb.
"Love you, Pixie." He gave her a hug. "Ask Happy about it. Usually I'd say he'd have fit but he might see this as a chance to get you away from Skip."
"Yeah. He'll have some serious problems on making up his mind about this one."
-o0o-
When she turned into the lot most of them were sitting outside, not Skip though. She got out of the car and sat down next to Opie and Jax.
"He's inside. His mom called." Jax said.
She nodded. "Where's dad?"
Opie nodded toward the garage and she walked in that direction. Happy was underneath a car and she kicked his foot. "Dad!"
He slid out and smiled at her. "Hey, Sugar. You ok?"
"Yeah." She sat down next to him. "I need to talk to you."
"What's up?" He dried his hands on a rag and sat down next to her.
"Peter and I talked about something today. Something we want to do after graduation."
"What?"
"Road tripping through America. For like two months or however long we can afford it." She looked up at him and he was staring into the wall behind her. Then he nodded.
"Sounds fun."
"Would you be ok with that?"
He gave her a kiss and got up, held out his hand to pull her up as well. "Yes, I'm ok with that." They started to walk out of the garage and he put his arm around her shoulders.
"Will you help me convince mom?" She looked over at the guys sitting outside the clubhouse. "And the other guys?"
"Yup." She noticed Skip walking towards them and Happy pointed at him with with an amused smile. "Him, you're going to have to deal with yourself."
Grace took a deep breath. "Ok."
Skip smiled at her and then nodded towards Happy.
"Take care of my girl." Happy said and let go of her before passing Skip.
"I will." He turned towards Grace. "So what's the plan for today?"
She started to walk towards the family friendly and safe Volvo that she had borrowed from her mom.
"We're stopping by at Gemma's house first."
"Ok?" He said and looked at her. "Why?"
"We're going to a shooting range and I need a gun from her."
He laughed. "You want me to teach you how to use a gun?"
"Come on, you really think I don't know how to use a gun?" She got into the car. When he got in on the passenger seat he turned towards her.
"Then why?"
"Dad once said that if I can find a guy who can stand the humiliation of me being a better shot than him he wouldn't object to the guy."
He had one of those huge smiles. "You think you're a better shot than me?"
"I have no doubt."
"There's a lot of hoops to jump just to be able to date you."
She laughed. "If you get past dad you should be able to get through the rest as well."
"True," he agreed. "Very true."
-o0o-
Two and a half hours later, Skip had to admit that she was a better shot than him. But he wasn't going to give it up easy.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." He laughed when she asked him if there was anything he wanted to tell her.
"Am I going to have to tell dad that you're not admitting defeat?"
He picked her up, lifted her up until her face was at the same hight as his and kissed her. "You're better than me."
"And you can stand the humiliation?"
"I have no problem with being a worse shot that the Killers daughter." He kissed her again. "I have a feeling you've been here since you were a kid."
"Yup." He put her down again with one more kiss. Until she said otherwise he was going to take every kiss he could. He took her hand and they walked towards the car.
"What now?"
"Now, we're going to eat."
She drove into Charming and stopped at a café.
"We're eating here?"
"No. Jack, who owns it, is a friend of my mom. He's made some stuff for us. I'm taking you to one of my favorite spots."
They went inside and a young guy gave her a paper bag. The two of them talked for a while and Skip followed their conversation. He wasn't sure but the guy seemed to be... too interested about every word that came out of Grace's mouth. So when she turned around to walk out he put his arm around her shoulders and gave her a kiss.
"Was that a 'stay the fuck away'-kiss?" She glared at him but he could see the curve at the corner of her mouth.
"Yes." He gave her another one. "That one wasn't. How much do I owe you?"
"Nothing. Got it for free." She put her arms around his neck and took another kiss.
"What was that for then?" He asked.
"It was a 'just 'cause I can'-kiss." She let go and took his hand. "Let's go."
A few minutes later in the car he realized that they were on their way back to the clubhouse.
"The clubhouse is your favorite spot in Charming?"
"Not inside I'll show you."
He followed her to a ladder and watched her climb up on the roof.
They ate the food and when they were finished she laid down on her back. "This is why I love it."
He laid down next to her and stared into the sky. He took her hand and kissed it. "Have to say, you're letting me get away cheap."
"You might need the money for tomorrow."
"Not really. I was planning on taking you to the trucker-diner and buy you scrambled eggs."
Once again they talked, loads. When they heard someone on the lot they laid quiet and then continued to talk, almost in whispered. He could really see why she liked this place.
Suddenly he felt her turn around and he looked over at her. She was studying him with a smile.
He leaned over and put his other hand on her hip. "You're the first girl who's taken me to a shooting range for a date."
"Good." She moved closer and put a hand on his cheek. He leaned in and kissed her and he hoped to God that the others weren't standing below the house and listened in.
Suddenly she hooked her leg around his waist and pushed him to his back with her on top of him. He was so hard and was seriously worried that he would come in his pants if she rubbed herself against him. Of course she did and he swallowed a moan. It wasn't that he was missing that blushing girl, not really, but this was killing him. He had no idea why she was like this sometimes, but he liked it.
To stop her, he turned them around but that didn't help at all. With her underneath him, pressing herself against him he was about to fucking explode and he pulled back and laid down next to her.
"Tomorrow we'll be very much in public."
"I think that's a great idea." She said next to him while breathing about as heavy as he was.
They laid quiet for a while and he finally turned and looked at her. She gave him a shy smile and apparently she was the shy girl again. It changed really fast and he couldn't fully figure her out.
"I need to get going." She sat up and collected the things.
Skip followed her to her car and kissed her goodbye. The date tomorrow was definitely going to be in public.
-o0o-
Tiny came into his room that night again.
"So, another musical?"
"No, she took me to the shooting range."
"Wow! Really? Did she learn anything?"
"She won."
Tiny laughed. "Were you beaten by a girl?"
"Don't think you'd win either."
"So what base did you reach today?" Tiny made himself comfortable in the bed and Skip sat down on a chair.
"Still on first. Not gonna go to any other base until she's eighteen." She wasn't making it easy for him though, at least not until she changed from that little vixen to the shy school girl.
He looked up at Tiny who obviously noticed that he was... confused, in lack of better words.
"What?" Tiny asked.
"Don't know. She's..."
"She's, what." Tiny had a huge smile. "Eager beaver?"
"No! God!" He thought about it. "Well... actually, sometimes she is and then..." He didn't like to talk about Grace like this but if he was going to talk to anyone it was Tiny. He could be an asshole in a whole variety of ways but he knew when to shut up.
"Sometimes she's a shy little girl?" Tiny guessed.
"Yeah." Skip shook his head. "It's confusing and kind of frustrating when she's not shy. Not that fucking easy to hold back."
"Not that strange though."
"You don't think it is?"
"Nah. Considering her family and the rest of the club I'd guess she's a virgin." Tiny looked at him and smiled when he saw Skip's expression. He knew he'd been right. "She's probably horny as hell and at the same time a bit embarrassed that she is. Just like most unexperienced teenage girls. Not that confusing at all."
Skip hadn't thought of that but thinking back to the girls he dated when he was younger, Tiny was probably right.
"Thanks."
"Really envious of you, bro. When that catholic guilt disappears she's going to be a firecracker. All ready to explode."
"She's not catholic," Skip said but he knew he had a huge smile, he had thought about the exact same thing.
"All girls in this country has had their head filled with that catholic guilt and 'good girls don't spread their legs'-anxiety from school."
"Probably," Skip sighed.
"What did mom say yesterday?"
"Managed to sway her off. She started talking about when she met Grace." He yawned. "She called today as well. Had to force her to stop talking. Finally shut up when I said Grace was waiting. I'll fucking say that every time she calls now."
"Cleaver." Tiny got up. "I need to hit the sack."
"Yeah. See you tomorrow."
"You know; second base is legal."
"I haven't even figured out what's considered 'second base'."
"You can feel her up."
"I'm just going to wait. The legal shit around this is a worm hole, I'm not even gonna go there. She'll be eighteen soon."
"Yeah and if you don't want Hap to kill you, you're going to have to spank the monkey like crazy until then. No messing with sweet butts!"
"Just go to bed." Skip said and pushed him towards the door.
"And imagine how tight she'll be." Tiny couldn't stop teasing him when he started. That was the 'big brother'-gene in him.
"Shut the fuck up and get out." He finally managed to get him out the door.
"By the way; Talked to Jones, everything is set for tomorrow and he'll text you the location."
"Thanks." He slammed the door shut behind his teasing big brother.
'Feel her up', he had tried that and had just barely managed to stop. They'd be very much in public tomorrow and he'd leave the morning after that. He should be able to contain himself for that long.
-o0o-
When Grace came home she found her dad in the couch, waiting for her again.
"Did you win?"
"Of course I did."
Happy laughed and she sat down next to him. "Proud of you kiddo. How did he take it?"
"Like a man."
Her dad grumped a bit. "And what did he say about the road trip?"
"I didn't mention it." She had hoped that he wouldn't ask that. She hadn't talked to Skip about it since she wasn't sure if he'd think it was strange that she mentioned it. It was some time until the summer and... she wasn't sure why to be honest.
"Don't think he needs to know that?"
"You only want me to mention it so he tells me not to go." He looked kind of guilty when she said that. "Besides, it's not his business."
"Yet." Happy said.
"This mus really be killing you. You either let me stay and meet Skip as often as possible or you'll have to let me go." She hugged Happy when he grunted again. "Even so, don't think it's his business yet."
Happy kissed her head. "Go to bed, Sugar. It's school tomorrow."
She met her mom when she left the living room and said good night to her as well.
Happy was hunched down in the couch and felt two arms around his neck and got a kiss on the cheek.
"What's up, honey?" Ava whispered in his ear.
"Nothin'."
"You must be really out of your game since I know your lying." She sat down next to him. "Or you're just hoping that I'll press you."
"She's growing up."
"That happens." Ava laughed. "It's supposed to happen."
"What if she moves to him then. Are you still ok with that?"
"No. I'm not 'ok' with it. But you're going to have to cut her some slack if you don't want to push her away."
"How much slack?" He pulled Ava into his lap and hugged her.
"You're still doing ok."
"Just ok?"
"You're a great dad, honey, and I love you." Ava kissed him. "I'm going to bed. Oh, on the subject of cutting her some slack, I told her she could stay out late tomorrow."
"Bitch." Happy laughed. Grace sure knew which parent she should ask what. "How late?"
"Midnight."
"How very 'Cinderella' of you." He yelled after her as she left and he heard her laughing.
