(Daisy)

It was late by the time I got back to the clubhouse. It was dark, the stars were shining bright over head as Thrasher turned his bike off.

"Make sure you tell your man that I was a perfect gentleman with you," He joked. I handed him his helmet and snorted a laugh, nodding.

"I'll make sure to mention it if I see him."

He smiled and nodded as he headed towards the clubhouse, leaving me alone. The deserted lot was eerie and I glanced towards the empty garage, mulling over even more options. I didn't have to work tomorrow and I wasn't tired. I could see the bay was getting backed up, and I wondered...

Danny taught me how to work an engine.

Maybe I could sort through a few pink slips, bide my time? Lose myself a little?

Truthfully, work and Julian were the only things that kept me sane nowadways, and since Julian and I were now officially having our first fight...

"Fuck it."

I headed towards the empty garage, dropping my bag near the closest car to me. Pink slip read that it needed only a few more adjustments to be ready, so I got to work.

I turned the radio on behind me and tugged an old hoodie from the wall to keep myself warm as I steadily finished my first pink slip in years. Danny and I had been together for five years, and if I wanted to spend time with him, then it usually had to involve cars.

I hadn't minded then, but that was before I knew what a shitty man he was.

My time spent with him hadn't been easy, never.

It made me think of Julian, and maybe I was putting too many expectations on him. Maybe all men in this life were the same. Maybe they didn't stay faithful ever.

Maybe Jax and Lola were special in that respect, although I couldn't remember Lola ever telling me that Opie had been unfaithful...

So maybe it was just me?

Yes, I knew that implying that Julian would be unfaithful was a little presumptuous. He wasn't my old man yet, no.

But he kept coming around and telling me that he wanted to be. I'd pushed and pushed and pushed for him to leave me be. I told him I wanted something real.

He told me he wouldn't ever do that to me...

But today had shown me something a little different. Did I have a right to be pissed? I mean, what woman wouldn't be a little irritated?

I just didn't know...

My fingers were slick with oil when I finally slammed the hood on the old Toyota closed. I was wiping my hands down with a rag when I heard his voice.

"You know your way around an engine too?"

I jumped, turning with wide eyes to see Julian watching me.

"A little."

"A little? I just watched you replace half of that engine without stopping."

I shrugged.

"There's a lot you don't know about me," I snapped.

He was leaning against the wall across from me casually, his muscular arms crossed against his chest.

Man, was he fucking tall.

"Juice told me there's a lot ya didn't know about me either," He said.

"You think?"

His green eyes flashed and for a second I thought he'd reach for me.

"You ride with Thrasher because of what happened earlier?"

I dropped the rag into a dirty white bin near the office door behind me.

"I rode with Thrasher because I needed a friend, and he was there."

Julian stepped inside of the garage and rounded the other side of the truck. He placed his hands on the edge of the bed and pierced me with a glare.

"Holly ain't shit to me."

"Holly the redhead with the tits?"

He dipped his head once.

"Didn't look that way to me," I said breezily as I headed for my bag. Flipping the light off behind me, I did the one thing I knew to never do- I gave the predator my back.

And he followed, like I knew he would.

"You're gonna do this now?"

His words grazed the tender skin of my back, and I hissed at the tone of his voice.

"Do what? Nothing's happening!," I spat.

He grabbed me by my arm and stopped me, his green eyes bathing me in their glare.

"What are ya gonna do? Ya gonna torture me, maybe?," I hissed.

He reared back at my words and I instantly regretted them.

He didn't deserve them, not really.

He'd been kind to me, and kind only, and I hated that he made me lose my head so easily that I was taking it out on him.

My eyes filled with frustrated tears, and I growled under my breath as I yanked my arm away from his harsh grip. I knew it would bruise, but I didn't even care.

"I'm not Danny!"

His words hit me like a ten ton brick, and I stopped walking immediately.

His glare was hot, white hot, he was molten lava and he was going to suck me in and melt me to ash.

"Fuck you!," I hissed.

His boots were loud on the cement as he tugged my bag from my grip and threw it behind him, pausing only to wrap his arms around my waist and lift me off of my feet until I was standing on the tops of his boots and pressed against him.

"Believe me, baby, I'm gonna fuck you. I'm gonna spread those thighs and I'm gonna take you. You'll never want another man after I have you, Daisy. But givin' you what we both know you want is not what you need. What you need is to understand that I'm not Danny. I ain't leavin' you. No matter how hard you push me," He rasped against my skin as he tugged my earlobe into his mouth.

My whole body was awake now, my nerve endings were all on fire.

"You've killed people."

"Yeah, I have. I protected my family, and I'd do it again. I would slaughter anyone who tried to hurt you. Why don't you see that?," He asked me.

His tone was tender, earnest, and suddenly I didn't see the hardened killer that was the enforcer for SAMCRO. I saw Julian, the man who'd told me in the dark about how his father had whipped him. The man who'd come to my aid, who sent me flowers, who left me love notes.

The man who only ever touched me with love and passion...

"I would never hurt someone who didn't deserve it, Daisy. Please tell me you understand that," He begged.

My eyes opened, soaked him in, enveloped him.

"I know that," I said truthfully.

And I did know that.

I truly did.

"Do you? Because every time I turn around, you're showin' me somethin' different."

I dropped my palms to his chest and swore.

"I'm sorry. I saw you with Holly and it hit me hard."

His beard scraped against my collarbone as he pulled away enough to watch me, to see me.

"What more do I have to do?"

"I can't do this if you're gonna sample the fare, Julian. I don't do sharing. I won't do it again," I said vehemently.

His intake of breath practically made his whole chest tighten.

"Jesus, you really think I'd give up someone like you just to taste club pussy?," He asked me.

I shrugged.

"Daisy, Daisy, Daisy. Come on! I claimed you in front of the entire fuckin' entire club."

His hands fell to my ass and he gripped me, hard, through the thick material of the hoodie I was still wearing.

I gasped when his mouth met mine in a fiery clash of teeth and tongue and magic.

I gave in, wrapping my arms around his neck, leaning up on my tiptoes to reach him better.

He tasted so sweet, so perfect, and all I wanted was to erase this entire stupid fight.

One of his hands fell between my thighs and he pressed his fingers against the underside of my panties.

"Fuck, you're so wet for me," He whispered against my mouth.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't mean it," I moaned against his mouth.

He rubbed his lips tenderly against mine.

"Stop it. I shouldn't have been lookin', but you can't push me away every time you get scared. You still got someone gunnin' for ya," He reminded me.

I slid my tongue into his mouth and trembled when he dipped his fingers into my pulsing pussy.

"Damn, you taste so good," He whispered.

His free arm lifted me against him and suddenly I was planted against the cold metal of the back door. We were on the far side of the club house, away from the main entrance, but if someone really wanted to see us, they could.

He pushed the hoodie from my shoulders and leaned forward to wrap his lips around one pebbled nipple. Through the thin material of my romper I could feel his teeth and tongue and I was trembling by the time he moved to the other one.

His fingers were still buried inside of me, and they were moving slowly.

"Don't stop," I whispered.

His mouth met mine again and this time, his tongue tasted me so deeply, I knew he would remember my taste.

"Tell me who's touching you."

"You are."

"Say my name," He demanded gruffly as he expertly flicked his fingers inside of my pussy.

I groaned, immediately answering, "Julian!"

His smirk filled my vision and I felt the heat of it all the way to my toes.

"Tell me you're mine, Daisy Harper. No more games."

"I'm yours," I admitted.

He rewarded me with a few fast pumps of his fingers, leaving me writhing and moaning as my climax coiled tightly in my belly, so close...

We both heard the main entrance doors open at the same time, but while I was filled with panic, he seemed to light up.

"Let's see how quiet you can stay, baby."

Confused, I watched as he placed a palm over my mouth.

His fingers began to work double time, and my whimper was swallowed by his calloused palm.

I was breathing fast, one hand clutching his kutte and another gripping the palm he held over my mouth.

His smile grew wider when he leaned forward to suckle at my breasts again, and before I knew it, my eyes were rolling into the back of my head as my orgasm crashed through me. My knees were jelly when he finally removed his palm, and when my head fell sideways, I could make out the form of Juice and Tig.

Neither of them had seen us, and the rush of adrenaline I felt was all consuming.

I was still breathing heavily when his hazy eyes met mine.

I watched as Julian removed his fingers from my clenching pussy and dipped them into his mouth. His tongue swept across his damp digits and I huffed out a breath.

"Tell me who you belong to, Daisy Harper."

"You," I said truthfully. He tugged my clothes back into place.

"What's this I hear about you workin' the opening?"

I shrugged, suddenly remembering my plans.

"Nothing important."

He leaned forward to kiss me again, which only made me hungrier for him. I wasn't done touching him yet, but he pulled away when my fingers wrapped around his thick cock through his jeans.

"Not yet. You're not ready."

I pouted, reaching for him.

"No, baby. Not until you trust me. Once I take you, I'll never have another woman, and I need you to understand that."

I paused, pulling away just enough to look into his eyes.

"You really mean that, don't you?"

He nodded.

"That makes me wanna fuck you more," I whispered.

"I like when you say naughty words," He said with a grin.

"I like when you touch my pussy," I said with a smirk.

He groaned and leaned forward to capture my mouth with his, more tongue and tasting and magic.

"One more thing," He said as he stepped away from me and handed me my bag. I took it, waiting for him to continue.

"If I ever see you on the back of another man's bike again, I'll kill him. How's that for jealousy?"

My blood began to boil in a good way, and I looked down at my shoes.

His fingers nudged my chin up.

"Don't be ashamed, Daisy. But this is the last time I'll fight with you while you're still ready to push me away."

I grabbed his hand and held it tight, shaking my head.

"I'm sorry. I meant it when I said I wanted you. I just- you make me lose my head, and that hasn't happened in a very long time. It scares me a little."

"So it has nothing to do with what Juice told you?," He asked.

"I mean yes, that startled me a little bit. But you've explained yourself, and I'm not completely ignorant to goes on in the MC, Jules. I know more than you think. It just...surprised me."

His steady gaze didn't leave mine as he appraised me.

"I'm fallin' in love with you. You know that, don't you?"

My eyes widened and I slowly shook my head.

"You didn't know that? Well, now you do. That makes you the most powerful person in my life. I'm not justifying what happened earlier, because that was stupid of me. I'm not an unfaithful man and I understand that it will take time for you to truly know that. My eyes wandered and they shouldn't have, not when the only woman I want is you."

I swallowed my fears and cupped his cheek, running my fingers through his beard as his long hair fell into my face.

"I'm loyal to a fault, honey. If we make this promise, this vow to belong to each other, then I won't be able to walk away. You've wooed me," I admitted.

It was fast, hot, like lightning- we were both being burned to a crisp, together.

"I've been tellin' you that's what I want, Daisy."

I kissed him again, reveling in everything that was him, and sighed.

"Okay, then it's official. I'm yours."

Julian's face split into a gorgeous grin and he lifted me up into his arms, raining kisses all over my face.

"I'm sorry, what was that? I didn't hear you!," He called.

"I'm yours, I'm yours!," I squealed, giggling as he set me down.

"Damn right you are."

(Lola Teller)

Today Jax agreed to let me sit in on club business. I'd promised to be quiet, but damn it, Daisy was the topic of discussion.

And I hated knowing that she was being stalked.

I couldn't do anything, Jax wouldn't allow it, but if I wasn't fucking pregnant I'd be tearing this town apart looking for the bastard who dared to lay a hand on my best friend.

I could see her bumping around in the garage, laughing with Thrasher and Gemma, dancing to the song playing on the radio.

One glance at Julian told me that he was watching her too, closely, and I could see how much he cared about her in his eyes.

Julian's time here with us hadn't been easy.

I'd never expected it to be, but once he'd slid into that kutte, a completely different man emerged. He'd grown right before my eyes into a terrifying, ruthless, cunning protector. He'd do anything for anyone on this lot, but I had a feeling that no one else mattered half as much as my blonde friend outside.

"We've got no leads on this fuckin' issue," Jax said softly.

Julian's fists were clenched at they rested on the table, and I knew that he was barely restraining his anger.

That anger that he held?

After he'd helped Jax right every wrong, after he'd murdered that entire group of men under the guise of justice, his blue-green eyes had dulled. That bright-eyed-innocence- he'd had that day in Happy's basement was long gone. That lanky kid that used to call me mama, he was gone too, but he was replaced by a man I loved and respected.

He'd earned his place at this table.

He'd earned someone sweet like Daisy.

She wasn't ruthless like me, no, she was a runner.

She'd be gone and out of this place in ten seconds flat if it weren't for Julian, and we both knew that. I also knew that Julian had only ever wanted to be loved and the affection Daisy bestowed on him was like crack to an addict for him.

Sure, he could have any pussy he wanted while wearing that kutte, but it was the fact that she didn't give a shit about his patch that drew him to her, I was willing to stake all my money on it.

"No evidence from what Unser told us. This guy's good. He didn't even leave any saliva behind," Jax said. I could tell he was irritated, and I didn't blame him.

"The opening for the club is tomorrow, and she's workin' it right? What if he shows up there? Could work to lure him out," Juice said.

I winced.

Julian's head slowly swiveled towards him and I knew by the way the blood drained out of Juice's face that he was frightened of Julian.

I didn't fucking blame him, either.

That kid that'd cried and pissed himself in Happy's house was dead.

"Did you just ask me to use my old lady as bait?," Julian asked.

Jax smacked the table.

"Julian, relax. His suggestion has merit."

"Bullshit," I said.

Jax's eyes flicked to me, a subtle warning to stay out of it.

I rolled my eyes.

"I killed the previous president, don't make me angry with you," I warned.

His frown split into a smile and the entire room burst into relaxed laughter.

"I have an idea," I said.

"Lay it on me," Jules said harshly.

"What if we do use this opening as a little...test? Not use her as bait, obviously, but use her as advertisement? Obviously, she'll be protected. Every charter on the west coast will be there tomorrow, and if this bastard is stalking her, then he'll know immediately if she's workin' it."

Jax rubbed his jaw, and Julian cleared his throat.

"What exactly is she doin' there?"

Jax burst into laughter, and I knew that whatever goose egg of a secret he was sitting on, it was good.

"I'm sorry, friend. I'm sworn to secrecy. But I do hope you love that girl, because I think tomorrow night, you're gonna see a side of her you didn't know existed."

Julian's eyes narrowed and the entire room burst into excited chatter.

I patted his arm.

"You know she's only here for you, right? Danny treated her like shit, and she made me promise when she moved back here that I wouldn't push her towards anyone wearing a patch," I said softly.

His cerulean eyes met mine, and I could see how utterly terrified he was that she would up and change her mind.

"She told me he cheated."

I scoffed.

"That's all she told you? Look, I'm gonna tell you a couple of things so that you can maybe understand her better, okay?"

When he nodded and leaned closer to me, I eyed Jax and waited for him to nod before I spoke.

"Listen up, fuckers. This is probably news to you, but if we're gonna help Daisy, I think you should all hear this."

Everyone in the room quieted instantly and I worked a hand over my rounded belly.

"Normally I wouldn't spill the beans on any of my friends, but Daisy could carry this shit to her grave if she wanted. She's private, and she hasn't had it easy. We grew up in the same trailer park. When we first met, it was because one of the kids in the park was bullying me. She knocked that little bitch out with a rock to the head, and she'd never even spoke a word to me before that day. After that, we were inseparable. She's soft, she's sweet, and as we grew older, people took advantage of that," I said sadly.

"When we were fifteen she met Danny Wilders. You may have heard of him- he was patched into the Tacoma charter," I told them.

I saw more than one nod.

My lips quirked into a snarl.

"He was awful to her. He'd use her and abuse her, and my little Daisy, well she thought he loved her. Got his ink tattooed on her and everything, but he wasn't faithful to her. He had a croweater whore on the side and he gave her his crow after he'd inked Daisy. The day his bike crashed, he was on his way into nomad territory with that bitch on his mind. He was leavin' Daisy for that wench," I snapped.

My eyes began to fill with tears when I thought of the heartache that she'd gone through, and when Jax patted my hand gently, I looked at Julian.

"You may think she's difficult, or stubborn, or whatever, but I know she's just cautious, Jules. Her parents loved her and she gave everything away to be with Danny only to have him literally beat the love right out of her. He was terrible to her, but the entire charter never saw it because he was charming. He was charismatic and personable, and he had every brother of his eating out of the palm of his hand. If you don't believe me, then ask her to show you the scars along the insides of her thighs. Just ask her about them, and she'll tell you the truth," I said.

"Why didn't Tacoma take care of her?," Happy asked.

I shrugged.

"She wouldn't let them. None of them ever saw her at the clubhouse often, and even though he told her she was his old lady, he was fuckin' that wench on the side. Lee probably didn't even know about her," I said honestly.

It would make sense that Happy didn't know about her and Danny either, he'd been nomad for so long. As soon as Daisy was able to, she'd run across the country to Florida and never looked back.

"Why'd she come back now?," Chibs asked.

I smiled.

"I talked the board of directors at St. Thomas into offering her a job that she couldn't refuse. I knew it was time for her to come home, guys. I could hear it in her voice."

Jules's hand landed on my forearm.

"I'll ask her if we can use her to draw him out, but I don't want her left alone."

"She won't be, brother," Jax spoke and I looked at him with adoration in my eyes.

My love for him never lessened, and I only loved him more when he slammed that gavel down and locked eyes with Julian.

"Go get your woman, and talk to her about tomorrow. Lola and I will discuss our next course of action."

He nodded and stood immediately, watching Daisy laugh through the window.

She placed her arm on Thrasher's shoulder, and smiled in Gemma's direction. It was obviously they were both taken with her in much the same way that Julian was, and I was so happy to see her fitting in. She was my best friend.

"I'm proud of you for sharing that, but why didn't you tell them the whole story?"

Without taking my eyes off of Daisy, I shrugged.

"They didn't need to know the whole story. Only Julian does, and that's why I told him to look for the scars. It took her years to come to terms with his abuse. I don't want her thinking that these men pity her because of it," I said as I turned to look at him.

That same intense blue stare warmed my skin as he climbed out of his chair and turned me to face him.

On his knees he wrapped his hands around my belly and kissed the hardened mound.

"I love you, Lola. I'm happy your friend is home."

I smiled wide, watching Julian approach her, as well as Tig and Juice.

"Me too, baby."

His eyes wiggled as he leaned up to kiss me, his tongue swiping across the seam of my mouth.

"I wanna fuck you so bad," He whispered.

As his calloused fingers inched towards my pussy, I moaned out his name like it was the only word I knew.

"I thought you'd never ask."