Chapter 14

The past month was one of the hardest that Morgan had ever experienced. But SAMCRO had been there for her, even if she and Juice had broken-up. On the days that she had tried to stay in bed and pull the covers over her head, no one let her. Whoever stayed the night on the couch would call Gemma, Tara, or Happy on her and one of them would rip the covers off her. In Happy's case he had gotten mad at being called over 3 days in a row and flipped the mattress over with her on it, dumping her in the floor.

Morgan had to admit that their "tough love" as Gemma called it had stopped her from going into a really bad place. She got the job at St. Thomas and started it over a week ago and she liked working there. The only thing that that none of them could get her to do was go anywhere that Juice might be at. She had refused to even lay eyes on him since that night. When he had refused to come get his stuff all at once she packed it up and placed it in the driveway, making him pick it up it or let the trash collectors. She had ignored his calls, emails, and texts messages. As much as it hurt her not being with him, it hurt her more that he had failed to believe in her or what they had.

Morgan was sitting in her new office at the hospital when Tara came walking in with a smile. If Tara was on Duty during Morgan's hours they always hung together. Tara sat on the edge of Morgan's desk and looked at her with a huge grin.

"What?" Morgan asked.

"Gemma has called a "ladies night" and she says that you have to come or we will all be showing up at your house." Tara laughed at the look Morgan gave her as her words registered with her. "And we are not having it at the clubhouse."

Morgan looked at Tara and rolled her eyes at the other woman's excitement. "Where?"

"Cara Cara." Tara said with a laugh.

"The PORN place?" Morgan asked with a smirk at her friend.

"Apparently Gemma has decided that the men have the Clubhouse and the Woman are going to take over the porn studio." Tara told her. "In fact the ladies night is going is themed as an old fashion sleep over with a Gemma twist. This means a "Naughty Nightie" fashion challenge, karaoke, food, and lots of alcohol."

"I am bringing my own air mattress, pillow, blanket, and Lysol." Morgan stated looking at Tara with a look that showed she was serious.

"It will be F-U-N!" Tara laughed. "We have not had any girl time in forever!"

"I am going." Morgan laughed; she had to admit it would be fun to be around someone other than one of the guys that crashed on her sofa every night. "What are you wearing?"

"I thought I would pick a theme like "Sexy Nurse" or something…" Tara told her.

"Hmmmm… That would be a good one for you." Morgan said shaking her head. "I am sure there will be your run of the mill thongs, and sheer teddies. I want to stand out and be hotter than the Porn Stars."

"Speaking of you being hot, " Tara laughed, "you ready to get back in the dating game yet?"

Morgan shook her head, "No."

"I am not his biggest fan, but he knows what he did was wrong." Tara said, suddenly serious. "He wants you back."

Morgan looked at Tara and tried to find the words to express how she felt about Juice. She still loved him, would always love him, but she felt betrayed and that something that she could not get over. "Tara, I just can't. "

Tara looked at Morgan and saw the pain in her eyes and nodded. She also knew that Juice had been blazing thru the Crow Eaters and parting like never before. Every time she had been at the clubhouse he was drinking and with a different chick every time. Jax had also mention that Juice was more combative and seemed to look for a fight where ever they went.

"So what are we going to wear tomorrow night?" Tara asked changing back to a safe topic.

"I think that I might need to save this outfit for Jax." Tara laughed as she looked in the mirror and the matching outfits she and Morgan were wearing. The bad decided to go with a "Biker Bitch" theme. Each wore a pair of small, tight black body shorts that enhanced the roundness of their bottoms and were short enough that an ample amount of check was exposed. Morgan had found black leather vests in the girls department and altered them with scissors, cutting the vests to where they hung just below their breasts. But the shocker was that the vests did not close and each girl had used double sides tape to secure each side of the vests to a breast, leaving the cleavage and inner sides of their round breast on display. They each wore thigh high black high heeled black leather boots. Hair was worn down and make-up was heavy in a dark and sexy way that smoky eyes could do. Morgan had even found this lotion that made their skins shimmer.

"We are some hot bitches!" Morgan laughed, sipping from the flask that she had. They each had one black garter on their right legs that the flasks were to be carried on.

"Should we go make our entrance?" Morgan asked, sliding the flask in place on her thigh, and applying a coat of lip gloss.

They had gotten there early and took over one of the dressing rooms getting ready.

Tara smiled at the wicked grin on Morgan's face and knew that tonight was going to be fine. Morgan was back to herself and hell bent on having a great time. They knew that the "Ladies Night" was in full swing already, since they had taken their time getting ready, laughing at each other as the twisted their bodies into the skin tight clothing.

"Jesus you two are fucking smoking hot!" Gemma said, the moment she saw her two favorites. She had dressed herself in a "Queen of Hearts" theme with a red and black dress that flared out and stopped mid-thigh, she had her own hooker boots on, and even had a crown on her head. "You put the porn sluts to shame."

Morgan scanned the room and took in the trashy teddies, the sheer tops with thongs on display and knew that she and Tara were the hottest and most bad-ass chicks in the room. She accepted the shot that Gemma handed her and threw it back, savoring the burn of the liquid.

"Please someone take the microphone from Luann." Gemma groaned as they watched Luann start her karaoke song.

"I have never heard "Wind beneath my wings" sung like that." Tara exclaimed, looking at Morgan.

"She is literally killing it." Morgan agreed with a grimace.

Morgan and Tara made their way to the bar that was set-up and started taking shots and chatting with the other ladies, having a great time. They cheered for the other ladies that sang Karaoke and were having great time.

"LOOK AT ALL THIS BOYS!" Chibs voice sounded loud and clear over the music.

Morgan turned her head and saw that the Son's were crashing the "Ladies Night" party, she saw Gemma give Jax and Clay and look and then laugh, knowing that they were here and not leaving. Morgan quickly turned her back to the guys and looked at Tara.

"Is he here?" Morgan asked Tara.

Tara looked past Morgan and then nodded. "But he is with that slut Ima."

"What?" Morgan said spinning around, and stopping. Juice was there, his arms wrapped around Ima and his tongue down her throat.

"Don't let him ruin your good time." Tara told her , touching her arm.

"Oh he's not." Morgan told her friend with a wicked smile and gleam in her eyes. She was going to show him what he had lost and would never find in that slut Ima.

"You two look smokin' fucking hot." Jax said coming up and wrapping his arms around Tara.

"We know." Tara laughed and kissed him on the cheek. "What happened to the party at the clubhouse?"

"Boring, and the women we wanted were here." Jax told her with a grin.

Morgan grabbed two shots of the bar and slammed them quickly.

Morgan smiled at Happy and Kozik as they walked over to where the three of them were standing. She reached over the bar and grabbed to beer bottles and handed one to each the three men.

"Morgan you take bad-ass bitch to a whole new level!" Kozik told her with a grin.

Happy looked at Morgan and then turned his head and looked at Juice. He noticed that Juice had finally seen Morgan and was staring while Ima kissed on his neck. When he turned his back he saw that Morgan was avoiding looking in the direction of where Juice was and how uncomfortable she was pretending to not be. That pissed him off. Morgan belonged here, and if Juice had not been a dumbass she would be on his arm. Happy decided to annoy the dumbass.

Happy reached over and pulled Morgan against him, and whispered in her ear. "That slut has nothing on you. Don't let him upset you, play his own game. Play to win."

Morgan smiled up at him and laughed. She wrapped her arms around Happy and hugged him. She could feel Juice's eyes on her and she hoped that he felt the same bitter taste of jealousy in his mouth that she did seeing him with Ima.

"Let's go dance!" Tara told her, grabbing her arm and pulling her to where the designated dance floor was. Nelly's "Hot in here" was just starting to blast from the speakers.

Morgan let herself go and dances with her friend, laughing and having a great time as they danced with each other. She threw her head back and laughed loudly when she heard Tig whistling as she and Tara danced against each other, playing around. They danced for a couple more songs, until they were both sweaty and needing another drink.

"I am going to get us a drink!" She called out to Tara. Tara nodded and motioned that she was going to the table that Jax, Happy, and Kozik were sitting at.

Morgan almist turned around when she saw Juice and Ima leaned against the bar where she needed to go. But something inside her would not let be a coward and run. Instead she lifted her head and stalked over to the bar. She actually walked up and stood between the two of them and Chibs.

"Lookin' Sexy Lass!" Chibs told her with a grin and appreciative nod at her.

Morgan ordered two vodka and cranberries from the Crow Eater Gemma had bartending and turned and faced Chibs.

"Thank you!" she smiled at him and kissed him on his cheek.

"I thought the party was for the women of SAMCRO!" Ima's voice rang out. "I did not realize that ex-bitches were invited."

Morgan stiffened her back as the woman's insult hit her.

"Don't let the bitch get to you." Chibs told Morgan, wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

Morgan tried to let the insult go, but Ima was not. "Hey Bitch! I am talking to you!"

Ima made the mistake of actually reaching over and pushing Morgan;s shoulder lightly. Morgan spun around, shrugged Chibs arm loose and stepped up to Ima and Juice.

"Make me leave, Bitch!" she hissed at Ima getting in the other woman's face.

Before it could escalate further Chibs was pulling Morgan back and telling Ima "You don't want know of this one!"

Juice looked at Morgan with an arrogant smirk on his face, which made Morgan's hand itch to slap off his face. Juice pulled Ima back against him and whispered something in her ear that made the woman laugh.

Morgan snatched the two drinks that were on the bar for her and stalked off, fury in her steps. She walked back over to the table where Tara was sitting on Jax's lap, Kozik had a Crow Eater on his lap, and Happy sat. Morgan handed Tara her drink and looked at Happy. He smiled at her, looked at where Juice was and motioned for her to sit on his lap. Morgan smirked at him and sat on his lap facing Juice and Ima.

"What was that with you and porn whore?" Tara asked.

"The bitch thought I should leave, so I dared her to make me." Morgan told Tara with a look.

Tara and Morgan exchanged a look that Jax caught. "No, you two are not getting me on the Gemma shit list by fighting tonight!"

"Porn whore touches me again and it's on!" Morgan told Jax with a look that showed she meant business.

They all sat there talking and having fun for a while, before Morgan decided that she needed to go to the bathroom. "Be back in a few!" she told them getting off Happy's lap.

She made her way thru the crowded party back to the dressing room that she had Tara had taken over earlier. There was a private restroom in there that she was going to use.

As she opened the door to the dark room, someone grabbed her from behind and pushed her in the dark room. She knew who is was by his smell.

Acting on primal level Morgan spun around and kissed Juice, her lips meeting his own in an urgent animalistic way. She groaned as his tongue invaded her mouth. Her hands moved under his shirt and across his chest. They were all over each other in the dark room. Morgan arched her body against him, as ripped the vest off her. Her hands moved to his belt buckles and started to undo it. Juice suddenly spun her around and yanked her shorts and panties down. Morgan screamed with pleasure when she felt him suddenly enter her from behind.

"Jesus, Mor!" Juice groaned, as he started to move inside her. He thought he was going to cum right then when she started to meet him thrust for thrust.

He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, forcing her to arch her back even more. Morgan started to orgasm at that moment; Juice was relentless as he pounded inside her, riding the waves of her body as she peaked over and over again. Within minutes he was yelling her name as he poured his own release inside her.