Daddy's Girl

Chapter 10: On the Road

I know this is terribly overdue and terribly short. I wanted to get some explanation and some writing to everyone. I am back on point and will be updating more.

I do not own SOA or any characters of SOA.

As Chloe pulled in to LuAnn's driveway behind Gemma's SUV, she spotted several bikes and a van along with several bikers smoking and leaning on their bikes. LuAnn walked up to the house to unlock the front door and open the garage. Gemma walked over to Chloe who was exiting her car, sunglasses still on, "I figured we could use some help since we're still a bit hung over." Chloe smiled as Gemma put her arm around her shoulder, "Come on, we gotta tell these gear heads where this shit goes."

"Chloe, baby, you've come back to me. I knew you couldn't stay away much longer, denying me, denying us," Tig grabbed her up in a hug, pretending to douse her with kisses.

"Tigger, put me down, you smell like pussy-and not good pussy," she laughed swatting at him.

"That hurts, that really hurts," winking at her with an evil grin as the others laughed.

"Prospect, get movin and don't break anything, ur it'll be your arse!" Chibs yelled after Kip. Kip nodded his head and ran over to the SUV with Juice to get some direction from Gemma. Chloe just laughed to herself. Tig went inside the house with Opie and Jax to see what needed to be moved around in the house, as Chibs walked over to Chloe's car, opened her passenger door and started grabbing a few things.

After getting everything inside and putting some furniture together, Chloe ordered pizza and had the prospect run to the store for beer. "So, how long you with us, dollface?" Tig asked as he sauntered over to where she was checking her texts.

"Well, my love, if I can get a job in this town, I'll stay for good. But, I did not just finish a shit-ton of school to lounge around mom's house for too long," she said, playfully scratching his goatee like a cat. He purred like a cat and she laughed.

"Depending on how pissed Scott is about everything, Clay may have to put you on the payroll," LuAnn joked, as Gemma and Chloe both shot her looks of 'shut up!' 'Sorry', she mouthed. Some of the guys looked between themselves and the women in front of them. Chibs just smirked behind his shades.

"What'dya do to the hotshot darlin?" Jax asked and Tig's eyes lit up.

"Yes, please, do tell. Was it dirty?"

"Oy? She just ended a relationship, Tigger. Give 'er a break, ya arse," Chibs said as he lit a cigarette, seeing Chloe visibly relax a bit. When all eyes were off him, he sent her a wink and she let a small smile escape her lips.

"It just wasn't what right anymore. He's a good man, Tig," she said as the feelings of her being the worst person in the world crept up again. Gemma put her arm around her and gave her a squeeze.

"Take a couple days to get yourself right. I'm sure Clay will have heard something by then and you can come see him, if necessary. Okay?" She kissed her forehead and grabbed her own cigarettes to join Chibs by the ashtray near the couch.

After the pizza, beer and laughs about old times, most of the guys took off and Gemma gave Chloe a big hug. "You did good, baby. It's good to have you home."

"It's good to be home, Gemma. Thank you for everything. I know we haven't always seen eye to eye-" Gemma cut her off.

"Hey, none of that. I was worried about you. I didn't think you were in the right place, now you are." Chloe hugged her and walked her to the door. "Come on Prospect, I'm sure my husband is wondering why I kept you so long," Gemma asked, as they walked to the door.

"Night, Gem, see ya tomorrow," LuAnn said closing the door. When she turned to see Chibs still in her living room, she looked to Chloe. "Honey, I just realized I don't have any coffee for the morning. I'm gonna run to the store, you need anything?" Smooth mom, real smooth, Chloe thought.

"I'm good, thanks," she smiled and laughed to herself.

The sexual tension was so thick in the air it was a wonder Chibs and Chloe could see each other across the room. She wanted to go to him, rip his fly open and straddle him on that couch, but she didn't want him thinking she had done this just for him-that her feelings didn't matter. This had been her choice and hers alone, after all, she was the one who would need to deal with the consequences.

"Watcha doin, girlie?" Chibs asked remaining seated on the couch, a smirk on his face.

"I was thinking about unpacking my clothes," she said non-chalantly. He pulled the shades down his nose a bit and looked directly at her. "What?"

"We gonna talk bout this, dear?" he said pushing himself off the couch and walking closer to where she stood.

"About what?"

"Kryst, Chloe! Wadd'ya mean bout what? Bout ya leavin the lawyer, movin here, that what," his body was less than a foot from hers. He reached and moved some hair behind her ear.

"Sorry. I don't know. It just fucking happened, Filip. I need to get shit together here, find a job, figure stuff out, ya know?" she said rubbing her tired eyes. She immediately felt him, before she saw him and her eyes flew open to see he was within an inch of her. "What are You doing?" she put back to him.

"Let me know-" his fingers brushed along the side of her face, down her neck and the curve of her breast before making a stop to hold her hip. "When yer settled," he said pulling her to his hard body. He smelled like leather, cigarettes and his bike, she wanted to swoon. "Lemme know," his lips crushed into hers and her lips opened for him just out of instinct. The feel of him against her, taking charge, had her knees about to buckle. Chibs could feel the looseness of her body and when he pulled away, he steadied her on her feet before walking down the stairs.

"Fuck." Her lips were numb, hell, her body was numb. Every part of her body told her to run after him and rip his clothes off. Every part of her besides her brain, this part told her to unpack her damn clothes, she listened.