Cuteness, fluff, flame, fireworks and a promise that Sarge will beat the shit out of someone soon
Sarge was never good at customer service, but she was trying, for Gemma. Most of the boys were around, except Juice of course, she missed him, but she was trying to keep busy, she loved him and life was better when he was around but she couldn't let herself be dependent on him, but she was grateful when she and the others were called back to the club house, she was introduced to a guy named Kyle, who was apparently the reason Opie had landed himself in prison which meant she didn't like him one bit.
"I heard you got shot again." Ope stated, coming up beside her.
"You been talking to Juice? I got grazed." she replied with a chuckle.
"That's still getting' shot. Juice is gonna go mental if it happens again." Her friend told her. She rolled her eyes but didn't stop smiling and reached up to ruffle his hair.
"This Kyle guy, you good with having him around?" she asked with slight concern. Opie nodded.
"Everything's good, but hey, I better go, Gem's gonna murder me if I don't get to the fireworks on time." He told her.
"Yeah man, one of us needs to be off the shitlist." Hey walked away and his spot was filled a moment later by the guy she'd been talking about just moments before.
"Hi there gorgeous, not often you see a pretty lady in a kutte." She glared at him and downed her shot, leaving her seat to go talk to someone she didn't want to hit. She picked up two pool cues and threw one to Tig.
"Come one Trager, I need to kick your ass today one way or another. He rolled his eyes but took up her challenge, but they never got to finish the game before they were all out in the garage. Sarge was lucky, she'd smelt burning flesh before, she stood by Half-Sack, she knew he'd seen shit like this on his deployment to and she knew he was probably having bad memories as well. She put an arm around his shoulder and she could see the appreciation on his face. She and him weren't especially close, but right now, they were just two soldiers, facing down brutal reminders together.
She was servicing a shitty old Mazda when Juice showed up, she was a little disgruntled to see a croweater with him but the look on Half-Sack's face when he saw the girl made all her insecurities fade away as she ran to Juice. He caught her as she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck and laughed lightly before she kissed him. She heard Clay say something vaguely aggressive towards him and shot him a look, effectively silencing him.
"Damn, I thought only Gemma could do that." Juice told her.
"He owes me." She grunted, pressing several kisses to his lips, which he eagerly returned before letting her feet touch the ground. He put a gentle hand to her cheek where she now wore a scar from her encounter with the carnies weeks before and smiled softly at her, his eyes were full of gentle warmth and right then, she knew she was ready.
She traced her finger lightly across the tattoos on Juice's bare, sweat soaked chest and smiled. His arm was wrapped around her as he watched her, his expression matched hers. He lifted his hand and ran it through her hair. She leant up and pressed her lips to his lovingly and slowly.
"Thank you Juan." She whispered. He'd been so gentle and slow with her, always soft and tender. He chuckled slightly, she only called him that in their quietest moments.
"You don't need to say thank you. Ever. I'd kick my own ass if I hurt you." He told her, pulling her on top of him so he could see her face better.
"I feel safe with you, 'specially when we're this close." He smiled.
"Is it something about me being shirtless or?" he questioned.
'You have nice arms." She replied, giggling slightly and burying her face in his neck, slightly embarrassed by the noise. He lifted his free arm and flexed it.
"You think so?" She swatted his chest lightly.
"You're an ass." She told him.
"You like my ass." She groaned, knowing she was never gonna win this.
"I need to shower and get to work." She sighed even though she clearly didn't want to.
"No." he whined, holding her tighter. She laughed and kissed him.
"You could join me." She told him, raising her eyebrows, but it was innocent, neither one of them wanted to leave each other just yet.