Thanks for all the reviews! I'm glad you guys are all enjoying the story, and don't worry there will be more Juice and Nora stuff coming up. I do not own anything in this chapter, besides Nora, everything else belongs to their rightful owners. Co-written with Chevygirl815
Chapter 29
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Juice stood under the spray of hot water, running his hand over his Mohawk. He was just about to turn around and shut the water off when he felt two small hands on his shoulders and a pair of lips on his back.
He stood there for a moment as Nora kissed his back, just enjoying feeling her behind him.
"What are you doing?" He asked after turning to face her.
She placed her hands on his biceps and kissed his chest before looking up at him. "I was gonna take a shower." She said stepping away from him and running her fingers through her hair to get it wet. "Why didn't you wake me up? I gotta go in too."
She'd fallen asleep midafternoon and slept for a few hours. She was glad she'd gotten in a nap before another crazy party. She'd been so tired lately.
"What? No." Juice said, shaking his head.
"What do you mean no?"
"I mean no. I don't want you at those parties anymore. It gets too crazy. Besides, you don't need to be breathing in all the smoke."
"Juice, I gotta go to work. I can't just bail because I'm pregnant." She argued.
"Yes, you can. Gemma will understand. We got prospects and croweaters willing to do whatever we say."
Nora raised an eyebrow. "If you think that's a good argument for keeping me away, you're an idiot."
"That's not what I meant." He suddenly realized the stupidity of the croweater comment. "I just meant there are plenty others that will serve drinks for free. Besides, even if you have to cut shifts back to just office work, I can afford to pay the bills."
Nora sighed, resuming her shower before all the hot water ran out. "I'm not gonna live off of you, Juice. I'm going."
Juice stepped out of the shower in a huff and went to get dressed. Nora came out a little while later in only a towel.
"Are you mad now?" She asked, walking up to him and kissing his neck.
"Yes."
She kissed up his jawline and brushed her lips over his as she unbuckled his belt and undid the front of his jeans he'd just put on. Slipping her hands down the front of his boxers, she grabbed his cock, making him forget everything.
She felt him harden as she worked him and after only a few minutes he grabbed the top of her towel and tried to pull it off. She raised her free hand to his, stopping him. "Are you still mad?"
"Huh?" He asked, seemingly haven forgotten their conversation from only moments ago.
Nora laughed and removed her hand from inside his jeans. She stepped back and dropped the towel, his eyes glued to her as she moved to the closet and grabbed some clothes. When he realized she was getting dressed, he moved towards her.
"What do you think you're doing?" He asked as he grabbed her arms to stop her.
She pulled out of his grasp. "Getting dressed."
He tried to grab her clothes from her, but she pushed him away. "No." She said forcefully, letting him know she wasn't messing around. "We gotta go. Zip up yours jeans."
He stood there for a moment, stunned as she finished pulling her clothes on and left the room. Did she really just fucking do that?
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Lana desperately tried to ignore some of the other girls hanging all over Happy. She'd avoided the clubhouse for the past couple days, only coming to the party tonight because Kozik had wanted her there. He was only in Charming for a few more days before he had to go back to Tacoma and she'd always been particularly fond of him.
She felt Hap's eyes on her, but she pretended not to notice as she made out with Kozik as he sat on one of the bar stools by the bar. She stood in between his legs, her arms draped over his shoulders.
"Hey, can I talk to you a minute, Koz?" Jax asked, interrupting them.
Kozik reluctantly pulled away. "Sorry, darlin'." He smirked at Lana as he stood.
She grabbed her beer off the counter and took his vacated seat as he and Jax headed for the chapel doors. She caught Happy's eye, but quickly looked away and turned back to face the bar.
"Hey, you wanna take a break?" She asked Nora, who was behind the bar.
The blonde looked up at her and nodded. "Yeah." She said, looking relieved.
Out in front of the clubhouse the two girls sat down on one of the picnic tables.
"So how's it goin' with Juice?" Lana asked with a smirk, nudging Nora's side.
Nora smiled. "Good. I think he's still a little freaked out, but he's trying."
"Good." Lana nodded. "He's ok with you still working in the bar? All the smoke?" Lana asked.
"Well, not really, but I don't have much of a choice. I gotta make money somehow, right? I'm not gonna live off of him."
Lana nodded. "I get that. Talk to Gemma, maybe she can give you some more hours in the office. She'll do what she can. She's gonna treat this kid like her own grandchild, ya know." She warned. Nora looked at her confused for a moment. Lana laughed. "Trust me, you get knocked up by a Son, Grandma Gemma's gonna be right there with you every step of the way."
Nora nodded thoughtfully, knowing she was right. All the guys were family in Gemma's eyes, therefore any girl they were serious about and any child they brought into the world were too.
"Besides, Juice might be pretty chill about things right now, but I'm thinking as soon as that baby bump of yours starts to become more obvious he's gonna become more neurotic about everything."
It was Nora's turn to laugh. "I don't think he could be more neurotic than he already is. He's driving me crazy."
"That's just those pregnancy hormones. Just wait till all the smells you usually love start making you wanna puke or you start craving foods you normally hate. And that's just the beginning."
"Is that how it was for you?" Nora furrowed her brow.
Little did either of them know, Happy had slipped outside and was leaning against the outside wall of the clubhouse, smoking a cigarette, trying to ignore them. He wasn't interested in listening to a couple girls talk about pregnancy. But when Nora implied that Lana had at one point been pregnant, he couldn't help but listen in. This was news to him.
"Yeah." Lana answered quietly.
"I know you say he wouldn't have wanted it, but there's just something about Happy that tells me he would've been there in some way. I have no doubt he would've been an asshole about it, but I think that's just his way of showing he cares." Nora said, wanting to cheer Lana up somehow. She hadn't meant to upset her again by bringing up her troubled past.
Lana looked at Nora with skeptical expression. "I'm serious, Lana. I really think he cares about you."
"You're insane." Lana said, eyebrows raised.
"There you are. Why the hell didn't you tell me where you were going?" Juice asked, coming outside.
"Sorry. I didn't realize I needed approval." Nora said, standing and walking inside with him.
Lana laughed quietly.
"What the fuck was that about?" Lana jumped when she heard Happy's voice behind her. She had no idea there was anyone out there besides her and Nora, certainly not Happy. Shit, he'd heard everything. She turned around to face him. Maybe she could just ignore everything that had just been said and he'd forget about it?
She shrugged her shoulders casually. "Just talking."
"What'd she mean 'I wouldn't have wanted it?' Wanted what?"
Lana looked up at him as he towered over her. She had no idea how to explain that conversation without telling him the truth, which was the last thing she wanted to do. She decided on trying to just ignore him, although she knew it wouldn't work before she even tried. She stood and started walking away suddenly, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her back into him.
"Lana . . ." He said dangerously.
"Let it go, Hap." She warned, unable to look him in the eye.
"No."
She tried to wrench her arm from his grasp, but it was no use. He pushed her back into the wall and pinned her there. "Let me go." She said slowly.
"Tell me. Now." He had a pretty good idea what they'd been talking about and he wasn't going to let her go without telling him. He needed to hear her say it.
She tried to push him away from her, but he only pushed her back into the wall again. "What the fuck did she mean Lana?" He nearly yelled.
"What the fuck do you think she meant?!" Lana lost it. All the feelings she'd kept to herself about the whole thing surfaced suddenly. She'd felt guilty for years for not only hiding the truth from him, but for killing her own baby.
Happy kept the same cold glare on his face. He froze for a moment, still not letting her go. "I wanna hear you say it."
She looked up at him again, angrier than ever, at herself and at him. "Fine. I was pregnant a few years ago . . . with your kid. I knew you wouldn't want it so I did what I knew you'd tell me to do anyway. I got rid of it. Are you satisfied?"
He was anything but satisfied. He was pissed. He was sure if she had told him at the time he would've freaked out, at least initially, but he was also sure he would've eventually come around. She'd had no right to make a decision like that for the both of them.
Lana looked up into Happy's dark eyes that seemed to blacken even more by the second. His hard stare told her that he was furious. She wondered, for the first time in four years, if she'd made the wrong decision. Should she have told him?
The back of his hand suddenly connected with her cheek and as she fell to her knees and watched him walk away she realized that was a big, fat yes.
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Back inside, Nora was behind the bar again. Juice told her if she was gonna be here, she needed to be in his line of sight. Of course, he only stayed over here with her for a few minutes before going back to sit with the guys. She knew he was still pissed about her being here working during a party, but she also knew he was frustrated from her stopping before he got off before they came here.
Nora knew Juice was in this for the long haul, she knew he cared about her and wanted to be a family with their baby, but a part of her still worried he'd find someone else. Especially with her pregnant, she was going to be big and fat. Far from attractive. Her cravings and moon swings were going to get on his last nerve, and she was scared he'd see that as a good excuse to get, if nothing else, a blowjob from one of these girls here.
Nora knew there was no way Lana would get between them again, but that didn't mean any other one of these girls wouldn't jump at the chance. She wasn't his old lady, she had no claim to Juice. He's never even brought it up before. Even if she was, it didn't change the fact he could still find someone better on a run. They haven't talked about any of that. Maybe it was time they did?
She noticed Happy storm back inside, he was definitely pissed. She didn't even realize he had been out there. Her heart sank to the bottom of her stomach, Lana was still outside. Before Nora got a chance to think about going to check on her friend, the sound of Juice's voice caught her attention. Looking over, she saw one of the other girls standing behind Juice, her arms wrapped around him as she nuzzled his neck and caressed his chest.
Nora wasn't stupid, she knew these girls didn't care if she was knocked up with Juice's kid or not. Hell, they wouldn't care even if she had a crow. If they saw an opening, they were going to go for it. Maybe leaving Juice with a pair of blue balls before the party wasn't a good idea, she thought to herself. The naive part of her brain wanted to ignore it. Juice knew she was here, he wouldn't do this to her a second time. Not after how much hell they went through the first time.
Seeing his big cheesy grin and how he was biting his lower lip made her blood boil. Slamming the rag down, she stormed out from behind the bar, pausing to tug down her shirt and fix her hair before strutting over there. She felt proud when she realized the second Juice saw her, all his attention was on her. Giving him a wink, she settled herself down on his lap and nuzzled his neck. Nibbling on his ear, she smirked upon hearing him groan. The tent in his pants was easy enough to feel. "Naughty boys don't get rewarded, you know." She whispered, giggling when she felt his hold tighten on her.
A growl rumbled in his throat before he captured her lips, kissing her hungrily. There was no way she was going to leave him with blue balls twice in the same day. He was about to adjust her so she was straddling him when the blonde bimbo who'd been feeling him up cleared her throat. "Excuse me, but we were starting somethin' here. Get off him, bitch." She said out, crossing her arms as she glared at the blonde bartender in question.
Juice just wanted to ignore her, if they didn't that meant stopping, and he really didn't want to do that. Leaning down, he buried his face in her tits, kissing the skin as he pulled her closer. Biting her lip, Nora couldn't help but be smug when she looked over her shoulder at the girl. "Looks like he wants me to finish it." She shot back, making it clear she was the one Juice wanted, not whoever the hell this other chick was.
The blonde scoffed, not impressed at the comment. This kid didn't know what she was doing, and it was time to put her in her place. "Listen here, bitch, you obviously don't know your place, so let me make this clear to you." She started, managing to get Nora's attention as she pushed Juice back. "These guys, have all the pussy they need in here. Women who actually know how to suck a dick right. Juice doesn't need a little kid who doesn't know shit. The fact he screwed Lana just proves you're not enough for him. Just because he knocked you up, it doesn't mean shit. You've got no crow on ya, meaning you've got no claim on him. Got it?" She went on.
One thing was for sure, this girl had balls saying all of this in front of Juice. Hell, if it had been any other guy, she would've been knocked on her ass already. Nora lifted herself off of Juice, her eyes narrowing on the blonde looking smugly back at her. Standing in front of her, a second of worry crossed the woman's face. Without warning, her palm smacked against the croweater's cheek, sending her face turning to the side from the impact. Whether it was her hormones or just the bitch in her coming out, she didn't know. Grabbing the woman's chin, she was gonna make damn sure she was paying attention to her. "Obviously Juice prefers something a little tighter, bitch." Nora snarled back, ignoring the pain in her hand as shoved her away from her.
The blond croweater held her face, her jaw dropped in shock that this little girl actually had the audacity to hit her. Turning her head, her glare narrowed on the bartender. "You little bitch!" She screeched, going to slap her back.
Fortunately, Juice stepped in and grabbed her wrist. The woman gasped in surprise, Nora standing behind him with wide eyes. She was just as surprised at the action. "Don't you dare try to hit my old lady." He growled. "The only reason she doesn't have a crow is cause she's pregnant. I don't need any loose snatched bitch, you got it?" He snarled before shoving her back away from them. The woman looked horrified and embarrassed as she got up and hurried away.
Once she was gone, Juice turned to Nora and looked worried, his hands searching for some invisible injury. Smiling weakly, she grabbed his hands, causing him to lift his head so their eyes met. "The baby's fine. I'm fine. I just want to go home, with you, if I can." She asked, looking hopeful as she searched his eyes. It was to see if he'd come home with her or stay to enjoy the rest of the party.
A month ago, he would have walked her home and come back. Now though, now he just wanted to get back to their place so he could fuck her in the privacy of their own home. Seeing her stand up to the croweater, he wasn't going to lie, it turned him on. Not that he wasn't already turned on, but it was definitely something he enjoyed watching.
He took her by surprise as he leaned down, his hands squeezing her ass, before lifting her up off the ground. "Juice!" She squealed out in surprise, her laughter filling the room as she held onto him. Their eyes locked, their heads resting against the others, as he carried her out of the clubhouse.
They were going home.
