Short chapter and I know it's been a while. Life has gotten in the way of writing, but I have a 6 day break from school, so hopefully I can write a chapter a day for one of my stories!

Entering the bar, I was immediately hit by the smell of booze and smoke. I smiled, momentarily forgetting the Andy/Scott problem. The bar reminded me of home, it was like stepping into the clubhouse. There were a lot less scantily clad women than back home. Actually, I'm pretty sure I'm the only woman in here other than the waitresses. Which would probably explain why 90% of the room's occupants were staring at me. Andy tugged on my arm and we quickly joined the Time Bandit crew at a large circular table in the corner.

"I take it you don't get many women up here." I said with a slightly uncomfortable laugh.

"Not ones that look like you sweetheart." I heard from behind me. I turned, hand immeadiately going for my gun.

"Woah! Didn't mean to scare you." the man was tall with dark hair and a goatee. He had his hands up in the air in surrender. "Were you getting ready to pull a gun on me?"

"She tends to do that." John said, a smirk widening on his face. "Little paranoid if you ask me."

"I'd call it being cautious." Opie spoke up from the opposite side of the table. I glanced over at him, receiving a wink. "Us bikers don't always know when to keep our hands to ourselves."

Rolling my eyes, I turned back to the new arrival. "Hi, I'm Dani. Sorry about that." I offered him a sheepish grin.

"I'm Josh." he slid into the booth beside me, causing my left side to be pressed firmly against Andy's right side. This realization made me shiver, and I saw Andy hide a smirk into his newly acquired beer. "So, you hang out with bikers?"

"My dad's president of Sons of Anarchy Motorcycle Club." I paused, feeling Andy brush his right hand against my thigh before retreating. "It's not exactly by choice."

Opie scoffed, a look of mock hurt on his face. "I'd like to think you choose to hang out with me."

"You're different, Op. You're practically my brother. Tig on the other hand…" I let the sentence trail.

"So president…does that mean he's in charge?" Josh asked, bringing the attention back to him.

"Yeah, pretty much." I answer, trying to steer the conversation away from my father. I was supposed to be hiding out up here. If I went blabbing to every new face, word might get back.

"Where have I seen you before? You look very familiar." Josh said, studying my face.

Damn it, I hated being recognized. Opie shrugged, a mischievous grin on his face. "She's a model."

"Harry Winston!" I exclaimed, beyond frustrated. "You can't keep your mouth shut can you.

John's gruff laughter burst into the air. "Harry?" he said in between laughing. "Is that your

real name?"

"You just had to say it." Opie said with a sigh. "Stop laughing and try to remember I'm carrying a gun."

"Pretty sure he just threatened to shoot me." John said, still chuckling a little. "Alright, I won't give you too much shit about it."

"Please, he's not the one you should be worried about shooting you." I remarked casually, trying to ignore Andy's eyes on me. He was learning quite a bit about me tonight and I was curious how it was making him feel about me. Was I scaring him off like practically every other guy? Not that it really mattered per say. This whole thing was just complicated and I was starting to see Dad's point about getting involved with non club members. I was a biker chick at heart and I wasn't about to change for anybody. I wasn't sure what that meant for either Andy or Scott, but only time will tell. Who even knows what will happen when I get the all clear to go home. Taking a deep breath, I resolved myself to take it one day at a time and just enjoy myself. With that in mind, I turned to Andy.

"Hey, I'm a little tired from the flight. Do you mind taking me back to the boat? I'm a little concerned about finding it and getting on board on my own."

Ignoring the wolf whistles from some of Andy's crew, we made our way out of the bar. We were walking silently along the dock towards the Time Bandit, neither one of us speaking. Finally, I broke the silence.

"So, what are my duties going to be on this trip?" I asked quietly, edging closer to him and away from the water.

He took the opportunity to wrap his arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him. "Cooking, cleaning...warming my bed."

I snorted, rolling my eyes at his last statement. "Do you always come on this strong?"

"Nope. Never kissed a woman after yelling at her like I did with you in Seattle either." I felt rather than saw him shrug. " What can I say? You do crazy things to my head."

We came to a stop and I realized we were back at the Time Bandit. Well, here's goes nothing. "Look, I'm not promising anything, but if you want me, you have me for tonight. But that doesn't mean I'm your girlfriend or that anything will happen tomorrow morning or after."

Andy didn't say anything, just helped me onto the boat. As we were walking across the deck, he finally spoke. "As long as you are willing to talk with me about it later, I'm game."

"God, this sounds like a business transaction." I started giggling, the hilarity of the situation catching up with me. He chuckled too, picking me up and carrying me to his stateroom. I was still giggling slightly as he sat me down.

"Now stop laughing." he said as he undid his jeans. "I tend to get a little self conscious if a girl laughs when I have my pants off."

"Oh shut up and get over here." I said, pulling him forward by the backs of his legs until he was standing next to the bed. "Kiss me."

And kiss me he did.

Sorry it's so short, the sex scene kept coming out wrong, so I decided to cut this one short and try again tomorrow. I'm in more of a dialogue and bantering writing mood today!