I'm sorry! I'm still here! Had an issue with Tequila during the weekend and then the kids had a sickness bug... none of which you really care about, so here we are. A chapter I think some of you may enjoy! Let me know! I'll be back Friday!

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"What about last night? He must have scared you after that? He almost killed the prospect," Lyla said, getting on every one of Bella's nerves.

"No. They were in the ring, it's what they do," Bella said calmly as she looked through a rack of skirts.

"But it took two guys to pull him off," Lyla said quietly.

Happy had gone overboard on the prospect for sure. Bella still wasn't sure why but he had been talking to Juice beforehand so she had a good guess. She thought Juice had probably told him about the prospect going to punch her after the shooting. She could be wrong though, it could have been over any infraction that the idiot was prone to making.

"Lyla, I love you and I appreciate you helping me shop. But I like Happy, a lot. He doesn't scare me, he's good to me, he's funny, he makes me feel comfortable being me. So if you carry on trying to drive a wedge between us then this shopping trip is done," Bella said firmly, making sure to look Lyla in the eyes. It felt like when Jacob was trying to break her and Edward up all over again. Talking about how he was no good for her. How he was scary, how sweetbutts had said he'd been rough with them. When asked though Lyla had admitted that he had never raised a hand to any of them as far as she knew.

"I'm sorry, I just worry about you," Lyla said softly, her face sincere. "I want you to be happy and safe is all."

"I know and I appreciate that. Just lay off Happy, yeah?" Bella said, adding a plain black skirt to the pile of clothes to try on.

"I will," Lyla nodded, looking ashamed. Bella sighed and hooked her arm through Lyla's.

"Come on, let's try to make me pretty for my date tonight," Bella said.

"Where's he taking you?" Lyla asked, studying a dress that Bella would never wear, for one it was lime green.

"In Happy's words; 'ain't saying shit, don't worry it'll be good'," Bella said with a giggle. She had tried to get it out of him the night before when they were both three beers and a joint into the party. He had smirked at her and proceeded to tell her nothing.

"Well, okay then," Lyla said with a giggle.

"I swear he thinks he's getting charged per word sometimes," Bella said, also giggling.

"Doesn't that bother you?" Lyla asked. Bella shot her a look, more than prepared to put the clothes down and go home. "I'm not being that person, I just wondered."

"No, it doesn't. It just means that when he does talk to you, you know you have his full attention, that he's deemed you worthy of spending those words on you. Plus it's fun to tease him about," Bella added with a grin.

"I think you are the only person on this planet who thinks it's fun to tease Happy," Lyla giggled, shaking her head.

"Pretty sure that Tig does too," Bella said with a shrug.

"Tig's a psychopath, what does that say about you?" Lyla witted, passing over a pair of leather pants. "Oh, I set up a couple of appointments for this afternoon for you."

"For what?" Bella asked with a frown.

"Just to make sure you're ready," Lyla grinned in a way Bella was almost certain was evil.

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Bella hobbled her way into her house later that afternoon cursing Lyla. She wasn't surprised to find Georgia on the sofa watching some reality tv show or other.

"Heya honey, how are ya doing?" Georgia asked turning the tv off and giving Bella her full attention.

"I'm okay thanks, how are you?" Bella asked, dropping her bags and heading for the kitchen.

"Why are you walking like that?" Georgia replied right behind her.

"Lyla took me to get waxed. I'd rather be shot again," Bella grumbled. She was not going through that again. Ever. "And then she took me to her gynecologist."

"Ooh," Georgia said in sympathy while looking like she was trying not to laugh.

Bella started making coffees while thinking about the practicalities of sitting in the freezer for a bit.

"So, I guess tonight's the night then, hey honey?" Georgia asked, taking a seat on one of the stools.

"Erm… maybe?" Bella said, feeling herself blush. It wasn't like her and Happy had talked about it. It had been strongly implied though and Bella was more than ready. She wanted to… do it. She wanted to have… sex… with him. Even in her own mind she was awkward about the topic.

"Anything ya want to know hon?" Georgia asked, taking the coffee and having a small sip.

"I don't know. I mean, I know technically how you do it. But I don't want to be bad at it," Bella admitted. She felt uncomfortable talking about it, but she would have felt worse discussing it with Lyla the porn star or Gemma.

"Oh honey, now for ya first time that ain't somethin' you have to think on. It's gonna suck whatever ya do. For you, not him. He's gonna enjoy it, trust me. You just gotta relax," Georgia said, taking Bella's hand and giving it a tight squeeze. Bella didn't find it helpful to know her first time was going to be bad. She knew it could hurt a bit but she wasn't any stranger to pain. Angela had confided in Bella after her and Ben's first time and said it had been nice. Nice wasn't a glowing recommendation but it was better than, it's going to suck.

"None of that, it's not going to be that bad. Do you trust Happy?" Georgia asked.

"Yeah, I do," Bella said honestly. She felt as though she could trust Happy with anything. When they talked over the phone she had told him how Renee hadn't called since she had left Forks. He had listened to her, told her it sucked and that Renee was a bitch and that was it. He'd then gone on to tell her about a lizard he had seen, making her laugh. When her dad had called later she had thought Happy had told him about her mom. He hadn't though said a word. She trusted him with her thoughts and with her body.

"Then trust him, he'll make it good for you," Georgia said wisely. She opened her mouth to say more but Bella's phone cut over them.

"It's my kickboxing instructor," Bella said with a frown before taking the call. It was a pretty long call with Bella having a million questions, excitement and nerves warring inside her.

Georgia was looking at her expectantly after Bella ended the call.

"I've got my first fight," Bella said excitedly.

"Yeah? When?" Georgia asked, leaning forward on the stool with a smile on her pretty face.

"Same night as my grading. As long as I get the green belt I'm fighting another beginner. But he wants to push me for advanced yellow, which is pretty… well, I'm not sure I can do it. It's like skipping three grades and I've only been doing it a couple of months," Bella said, that was where the nerves came in.

"Don't forget you had your dad, Kozik and Hap teach you things hon, and those self defence lessons," Georgia said wisely.

"Yeah, I guess… They did help with learning to dodge and getting a good stance. Happy making me stand the right way about three thousand times had it ingrained," Bella said with a chuckle while rolling her eyes. She remembered that one repetitive word he gave her while he was teaching her 'again'. Nothing else, just that, whereas her dad and Koz at least gave words of praise and encouragement.

"See, you're probably better than you think. Your instructor seems to think so," Georgia said with a nod and a smile. "When and where is it?"

"Why?" Bella asked, she did not need everyone coming to watch her first ever fight. Especially as she had never done it before and would probably get her ass handed to her.

"Happy's going," Georgia pointed out, apparently able to read Bella a little too well.

"Yeah, maybe. Or maybe I'll persuade him not to go," Bella said. She didn't really want him to watch her first fight either. The grading was fine, after all she knew she could get the green belt. Or at least was fairly confident, a fight though, that was different.

"Yeah, good luck with that," Georgia laughed, her eyes shining with amusement and a little hint of meddling. "Now come, shower so we can get you ready for your date."

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Bella felt her insides knot with excitement and nerves as Happy's hard knock at the door came.

She grabbed her purse and her new leather jacket before answering the door.

"Hey," Bella said to the tall, imposing man. Her heart started pounding at the sight of him. He was without his kutte in his usual jeans and a plain white t-shirt and a dark blue hoodie, his hands covered by his biker gloves.

"Looking good girly, you ready?" He asked her, his eyes looking her up and down with a smirk. She was wearing the leather pants she had brought with a low cut but not too low red top. She had done her hair and makeup again as well. Thankfully she had stopped walking like John Wayne and was wearing her nicest set of underwear, just in case.

"I'm ready, are you going to tell me where we're going yet?" Bella asked, stepping out and locking the door behind her. It was a balmy night with barely a breeze in the air.

"Nah, can think of better things to do than talk girly," he said, capturing her waist with his hands and kissing her. It was another hard, bruising kiss that had her grasping at him, wanting more.

Happy slowly and carefully backed her up against the wall, his hands cupping her butt, pulling himself flush against her. His hands were firm but still soft, his lips insistent and demanding.

"Let's do this," he said after working her up into a frenzy. He didn't wait for a reply instead took her hand and towed her towards his bike.

Bella was still breathless as they started pulling away from her house, his helmet firmly on her head. Her hands wrapped around his waist, her head tilted to rest along his back. The wind in her face helped cool her down a little.

They rode for a while, out towards Stockton but turned before they hit the town. They pulled up outside a bar that had a few bikes outside of it, it looked rough, the kind of place she would have avoided a year or two ago. She noticed that although there were bikes none of them had the reaper on, nor were they ape hangers like the Mayans. Just a regular biker bar she thought, which was probably why Happy wasn't wearing his Kutte.

"You brought me to a bar?" Bella asked with raised eyebrows as she stepped off the bike and handed back the helmet.

"Yeah?"

"I'm nineteen," Bella pointed out, trying not to laugh.

"S'all good, you're with me. Place does great food and good music," Happy said with a shrug, his arm going around her shoulder as he guided her towards the bar.

Inside reminded Bella of the Sons of Anarchy club house with less pretty sweetbutts and slightly cleaner. There was also a stage set up ready for a band. Men with biker apparel but no kuttes stood around drinking and laughing. A few heads turned their way but soon looked away when they caught sight of Happy. She wondered if those people knew who he was, and if so how great was the legend of the Tomoca killer.

"What do you want?" A burly bartender asked as Happy approached.

"Beer?" Happy asked her.

"Sure, thanks," Bella replied, noticing a menu for food on the bar.

"Two beers," Happy rasped to the man. The man looked at Bella, faltered but with a look back at Happy nodded and went to get the drinks. Happy smirked at her. "See, told ya."

"Yes you did," Bella acknowledged with a giggle as she looked through the menu.

"Good burgers," Happy said, nodding at the menu as his eyes did a sweep of the bar.

"Burger it is then," Bella said, putting her menu back down. "Do you come here a lot?"

"Eh, sometimes," Happy shrugged at her as the barman put the beers down in front of them.

After they ordered, Happy led her to a table at the edge of the room.

"So hear you have a match coming up?" Happy asked as they sat down.

"Georgia has a big mouth," Bella rolled her eyes. She knew her stepmom was going to meddle.

"You weren't going to tell me?" Happy asked, raising an eyebrow in question as he pulled out his cigarettes.

"No, I don't want anyone watching," Bella admitted. "I've never been in a fight before and I really don't want anyone seeing me get my ass kicked."

"Nah girly, I should be there to kiss it better if ya do," Happy smirked, lighting a cigarette and passing it over to her. She gratefully took it and took a small drink of her beer, hopefully hiding her blush.

"We'll see," Bella said non-committedly, she was hoping he would forget. "How long have you been Nomad for?"

They talked over their beers until the food came which was actually really good. Happy, away from other people, held up his end of the conversation and made her laugh more than a few times. Bella was having the best date ever, even before the music started.

Happy ordered them a couple more beers as the band set up.

They played a mix of traditional rock, heavy metal and some pop songs done in their rock style. Through the songs Happy and Bella stood in front of their table, arms around each other, heads nodding along to some songs. Surprising her, Happy sang along to a few songs, his raspy voice pretty suited to the rock band, Bella, on her third beer, joined in with a laugh.

As the band wound down Happy led her back outside to his bike.

"You have a good time Spitfire?" He asked as he passed her his helmet.

"That was awesome," Bella said sincerely. Possibly one of the best nights she'd ever had. Singing along to live music, wrapped in Happy's strong arms, just being herself, little awkwardness that was associated with a first date. Yeah, it was pretty perfect. "What about you?"

"Yeah," he nodded with a quirk of his lips, his dark eyes blazing, he placed a brief kiss to her lips that had her breathless. He got on the bike and gestured for Bella to get on too.

The ride back was fast and Bella's heart was pounding in her chest as she pressed herself to Happy's broad back. Her hands were tightly around his muscled torso. At every stop light he would place his hand on top of hers or on her knee, thigh, just touching her and making her heart pound faster.

She wondered what she should do when they arrived back at her house? Should she invite him in for coffee, or just kiss him and hope he followed her in? Would he take the initiative? Would it be awkward or would it come naturally? She'd tried seducing Edward a couple of times and it had always ended horribly. She wasn't sure if that was because of her or because of him, either way it was a blow to her ego and made her more nervous. What if she was bad at it? What if Happy decided to go back to the Crow Eaters and Caracara girls who knew what they were doing, who could satisfy a man like Happy.

Lost in her musings she didn't realise that they had pulled up outside of her house until Happy cut off the engine. Her heart started racing in her chest, nerves making her feel slightly light headed with their intensity, a brief electric rush of excitement warred through her too.

Unsteadily Bella climbed off the bike and took off Happy's helmet, trying to hide the shaking of her hands and breath normally. She needn't have worried. Happy knew what he was doing.

He kissed her, softly, his hands tangling into her hair. "We going in Girly?" He asked, his voice low as they broke apart.

Bella nodded her response, not trusting her voice as she took out her keys.

As soon as she closed the door behind her and placed her bag down Happy's lips were back on hers. Fast, hard, insistent and unyielding. Her hands went to his hoodie pulling him closer as his tongue entered her mouth. Her knees shook and her heart pounded and it felt so good.

He lifted her up by her ass and she wrapped her legs around him automatically. Her arms went around his neck.

"Where?" He asked his voice even raspier than usual as they broke apart for air.

"Upstairs, first door," Bella gasped, her voice thick with want.

They carried on kissing as Happy walked them upstairs, his arms not betraying any strain from having her in them. She eagerly felt the hard outline of his muscles from under his hoodie.

As Happy kicked open her door and walked them over to her bed she felt another wave of nerves hit her.

"Don't have to do anything you don't want to Girly," Happy said gruffly as he set her down on her feet. He had obviously felt her tense up.

Bella bit her lip, nervous she may be but she wanted this. Badly. She wanted him.

Her hands went to the zip of his hoodie and pulled it down, her eyes looked into the blazing depths of Happy's as she slid it from his broad shoulders. He pushed off her leather jacket, as slowly as she had, his hands brushing the length of her arms as he did.

Not breaking eye contact Bella raised the hem of his shirt and brought it over his head. As he helped her pull it off her hands danced along the revealed skin. She loved his toned, hard body, his ink, his pecks. Not able to help herself she kissed his chest up to his collarbone and stood on her tiptoes to brush her lips along his jawline. She noted how his muscles tensed under her attention, loving she had an effect on him, as he did her.

His lips were back on hers and then it was a flurry of hands and lips and clothes vanishing.

Bella started chewing her lip again as she was laid out totally naked for the first time in front of him on the bed.

"Fuckin' perfect Girly," Happy said, his black eyes drinking every inch of her in. His body on display in front of her.

He climbed on the bed on top of her, a hand going to her breast as his mouth latched on to the other. Bella couldn't help her groan or the way her back arched up into him. Her stomach felt warm as Happy lathed her breast with his tongue, as he nipped at her skin and as his fingers pinched and groped in time.

Happy moved away from her breasts and up her chest with his tongue, chuckling as she let out a disappointed whimper. Her breath caught as his hand slowly slipped down.

"Oh!" Bella gasped as his skilled hand touched her where she wanted him most. His fingers parted her and his thumb stroked circles that made her moan loudly.

His mouth once more captured hers as a finger entered her, muffling the gasp that escaped her.

Something in her, deep in her stomach built as Happy kept touching her, playing her body. It burnt bright and delicious and terrifying and wonderful.

Her breath was coming in gasps, her back arching, limbs shaking.

"Let go Spitfire," Happy whispered in her ear and she was flying. Words tumbling from her mouth that she couldn't control, her whole body exploding as her toes curled and her eyes fell closed.

Panting and deeply satisfied Bella sagged back onto the sheets riding the high of her first ever orgasm.

Her eyes opened as Happy pulled his hand away from her, his eyes drinking in her face as he tasted the finger that had been inside her. A shudder ran through her.

"You wanna stop Girly?" He asked quietly, his eyes boring into hers.

"No, I want more," Bella said, her voice almost begging. She didn't want this to end, not now. She never knew she could feel this good.

"Good," he said, leaning down to his jeans and pulling a condom out of his pocket. His eyes still on her naked body he tore open the foil packet and pulled the rubber down over himself.

Lying back on top of her he started kissing her again as he spread her legs and settled himself between them. She tensed slightly. Happy nudged her mouth open with his tongue, deepening the kiss as one hand went back to her breast making her moan once more as she kissed him back, her hands going to his broad shoulders. She rolled her hips, wanting more. Urging him to go on.

Slowly he pushed into her. It felt better than she'd thought, it stung a little and she felt uncomfortably full but it wasn't bad. Until he hit a wall that made her flinch. At that he stopped kissing her and pulled his face away from hers so he could look into her eyes. He took hold of her hands and laced their fingers together as he gave a sharp thrust.

Bella closed her eyes to the pain and breathed through it. It stung. But he was in, all the way in. Slowly, she relaxed as the sharp stinging pain receded. Opening her eyes she could see Happy holding himself still, his eyes screwed up in what looked like concentration.

Slowly, she moved her hips and watched as he hissed a little. Again she moved them, liking the way it felt, it was nice.

"Fucking hell Girly, you're so fuckin' tight," Happy said his teeth clenched as he thrust tentatively into her.

Slowly, hands still clasped together they moved together, Bella rolling her hips with Happy's slow thrusts. It felt good but she wanted more and judging by his pained face so did he.

"Faster, Happy," Bella moaned.

"Oh fuck yeah Girly," Happy groaned as he sped up and she wrapped her legs around him.

"Oh god!" Bella moaned as he hit something inside her. Her toes started curling again as she once more built up to that wonderful feeling. "Oh, oh, god, yeah. Happy, please…" She didn't know what she was begging for, but she needed something.

Happy moved inside her harder and faster, hitting the spot again and again.

"Oh, oh, oh… Happy!" Bella yelled as once more she fell apart under him, her legs tightening around him as she pulsed deliciously.

"Fuck!" Happy hissed his forehead going to hers as his hands moved to her hips.

He moved her hips in a more frenzied pace and she felt his muscles tense, his body tightening, coiled, ready.

"Oh god!" Bella arched her back feeling herself reaching her peak once more.

"Shit, yeah, cum with me Bella," Happy groaned in her ear, his pace frantic now, uneven. His words had her screaming unintelligibly as she broke for the third time. Happy thrust into her with a deep grunt and stilled as he pressed his head into her neck.

A moment later, breathing heavily, Happy rolled off of her.

"You good Girly?" He asked her quietly.

"Oh yeah," Bella breathed, turning to face him. She bit her lip, worried that she probably hadn't been that good for him. "You?"

Happy chuckled as he turned to face her, his eyes dancing with amusement. "Fuck yeah, I'm real good Spitfire," he told her while brushing some hair from her face. "You ain't sore or nothing?"

"Erm, a bit," Bella admitted, it really wasn't bad at all but it did ache, like doing strenuous activity for the first time in a long time and how your muscles ached after.

"Was I too rough?" He asked the amusement dropping from his eyes and his smile slipping.

"Not at all babe," Bella said honestly, there wasn't a time when it had been more than she wanted, needed even.

"Good," he said and placed a kiss on her lips briefly. "Bathroom?"

"Through that door," Bella gestured to her ensuite. She watched as he got up from the bed and took the condom off before sauntering towards the bedroom, completely unashamed of his nakedness. Not that he had anything to be ashamed of, at all, he was perfect.

Bella laid her head back down and breathed out shakily, her whole body trembling still. That had been better than she could have ever imagined and he seemed like he had enjoyed himself too. Her lip between her teeth as water started running in her bathroom she started worrying again about Georgia's Old Lady rules. She couldn't… she didn't want him doing that with anyone else and then coming back to her. It was more than just sex, it was… She felt closer to him, more connected… She couldn't describe the feeling of utter contentment and trust, she didn't want him sharing that with anyone else at the same time as her. God why couldn't things in her life just be simple for once. Why couldn't she turn her brain off and just bask in the afterglow of her first time? Was she really that screwed up that she just couldn't appreciate the moment with Happy? Why was her brain ruining this for her?

"What you thinkin' 'bout Spitfire?" Happy's voice came from the doorway to her ensuite.

"Nothing important right now," Bella said, she wanted to enjoy tonight, not bring up things that would undoubtedly ruin the evening. The perfect evening.

"A'ight, you gonna tell me another time though, yeah?" He asked her.

"Yeah, I will," Bella agreed, there was no way she could keep it to herself after all. She would talk to him. Just not then.

He nodded and beckoned for her with a twitch of his finger. Blushing, and trying to cover herself she got up from the bed to go to him.

"Fuck that, I wanna see all of you. You don't cover up in front of me. You're mine Girly, I wanna see it all," Happy said, sending sparks down her spine as she dropped her hands. She believed every word. Happy didn't say or do anything he didn't mean.

As she got in front of him he leant down and kissed her, his hands either side of her face as he maneuvered her expertly into the bathroom where the shower was running. Slowly he backed her into the stream of warm water.

"Should help with the ache," he said as he picked up her shower gel and cloth.

Bella hadn't ever experienced anything like it as Happy washed her then she washed him. Smiles on their faces as they did. No words spoken. She was surprised she wasn't a pile of goo on the floor as her heart swelled in her chest as they took care of each other.

After drying off they climbed into bed, still naked, and Happy pulled her onto her chest.

"Night Spitfire," Happy said, placing a kiss on her temple.

"Night babe," Bella said, not able to help the smile that spread across her face nor the warm feeling in her chest.

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Happy had for as long as he could remember gone from asleep to awake in the blink of an eye. A skill honed through juvie, prison and then from his time with the club. The morning after was no exception. His eyes snapped open to see where he was and were greeted with the most perfect set of tits anyone had ever seen.

Bella. Fuck yeah he remembered. He knew she'd be a fuckin' Spitfire in bed. Her first time and she had been screaming for it harder and faster, had dug her nails into him. She had the tightest pussy he'd ever fucked and he was the luckiest motherfucker to ever have crawled out of hell in that she was his. The tight pussy was his, those perfect tits were only his to play with, her banging body and smart mouth, all for him. He was the only one to ever have touched her. He wanted to be the only one that ever touched her again.

As his dick woke up he couldn't help himself. He probably could of if he tried but he didn't fuckin' want to hold himself back. So he buried his face in those perfect tits. Kissing, licking and sucking them, waking his girl up with a low moan. A smile on his face he kissed down her perfectly tight body, down to that pussy.

"Happy!" Bella's voice made him smile wider as flicked her with his tongue. She was wet already. He didn't want to hurt her though and she'd probably be sore from the night before so he'd make sure she was soaking before he took her.

It didn't take long for his tongue and his fingers to have her bucking up into his face. Her fingers spread over his head. His name yelled for the whole neighbourhood to hear.

"God, Happy, more, please…" she begged him, making his cock even harder.

"What do you want Spitfire, tell me," he coaxed in between kisses back up her body. Her silky skin tasted like fucking heaven.

"You, all of you," she whispered shakily.

Happy smirked as he went to grab another condom, he was glad he'd stocked up. He wasn't going to let her out of this bed all day. He was going to fuck her until she couldn't walk anymore.

Her big doe eyes were silently begging him as he leant over her, more than ready, her chest heaving making those perfect fucking tits bounce.

"My Girly wants, my Girly gets," Happy said with another smirk as he slowly pushed inside of her. She was so fuckin' tight that he had to stop and give himself a minute. She was gonna have him nutting before he could get her off again at this rate.

Never before had he really cared too much about getting a bitch off. If they came, fucking great, they'd tell their slutty friends and he'd get more tail. If they didn't tough shit, at least he had. With Bella though, he wanted her screaming his name, repeatedly, he wanted her cheeks flushed and her chest heaving

He wanted to watch as her eyes rolled back in her head again as she pulsated around him.

He started out at a slow pace, making sure she was comfortable and that he didn't cum too soon.

Quickly though her legs wrapped around his waist and she was pulling him in faster. He couldn't stop the groan that left him as she arched her back into him and started kissing his chest as her feet on his ass spurred him on.

"Ooh!" Her fucking moans were delicious and as she started shaking under him, letting him know she was close he leant down to suck her tits as he pounded that much harder into her tight heat.

"Happy… Happy… oh, oh, oh god, Happy!" She screamed as she came, her pussy milking him and making him grit his teeth, she was going to take him with her. He fucked her harder prelonging her orgasm and bringing about his.

"Shit," he gasped as he emptied himself. He had wanted it to last longer. Still, they had all day and he would be taking full advantage of that. By the next day he'd have her riding him like a pro.

"Oh god," Bella gasped as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. He kissed her back, loving that she kissed like she fucked, with everything she had.

"Morning," Happy chuckled as he rolled next to her. Her hair was everywhere, her eyes bright and a huge shit eating grin on her face, framed by those fuckin' lips that drove him insane.

"Mmm… morning," Bella said back, arching out into a stretch. His eyes drank her in.

"You good?" He asked, she didn't look like she was hurting any but she was pretty good at hiding pain and she was stubborn as hell.

"Very, very good," she smiled, turning to face him. Hell yeah she was.

They laid there for a moment, Bella curled into his side, him with his head laid on top of hers. Just basking in the afterglow.

He had to get up though. The condom needed chucking for one.

Kissing her softly he got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom where he took care of business. When he came back she looked like she had the night before. Deep in thought. Not happy reminiscence of their fucking either. Nah, this was deeper. This was something that was bothering her. She was easy to read, until she realized she was being read then she had one hell of a poker face.

"What's up Spitfire?" He asked, getting back into the bed and pulling her body close to his again. He liked that she fit against him perfectly.

"Nothing really," she said blushing and not making eye contact.

"Bullshit," he called her on it. She couldn't lie to him and it pissed him off that she was trying.

"It's just some stuff that Georgia said," Bella muttered still red but her eyes went to his. She was telling the truth.

"And what did she say?" He asked. Georgia was a wild card, she could have said fucking anything.

"Erm, she just told me the rules of being an Old Lady. Not that I'm your Old Lady or anything. I don't think. But she told me and-"

He cut her off, pressing his lips to hers before she could ramble on anymore.

"You're mine," he insisted. Yeah, technically she wasn't his Old Lady until she had his ink or a ring on her finger, but she was his, without a doubt. "What rules?"

"Erm, just about listening to your man and erm… about runs?" Bella said her lip between her teeth and her eyes darting back down to the sheets that were covering them. "I… I don't think I'll make a good Old Lady. I'm not so good at taking orders. I don't do games or hiding stuff, I had enough of that. And I don't think I can share you, I've got a smart mouth and I'm not so good at letting anyone tell me I can't do something."

"I'd noticed," he smirked at her. He liked that though, liked that she'd give him shit and not back down, that she wasn't scared of him.

He frowned as her face dropped, he couldn't have that shit.

"Fuck the rules," he said, watching as her eyebrows pulled together and a cute little wrinkle marred her forehead.

"But-"

"Nah, no buts. Who said we have to follow those bullshit rules? We make our own," Happy said firmly. They were Sons of Anarchy, they did what the fuck they wanted. Why couldn't he do the same thing with his relationship? It wasn't like the bylaws, those shitty Old Lady rules weren't compulsory.

"Make our own?" Bella asked him hopefully, god she was fucking adorable. He needed to get this laid out because she was getting him hard again and they needed food before they carried on. He didn't want her passing out on him, that would cut back on the time they could spend together carnally.

"Yeah. No other pussy, you want it you got it," Happy said, he was going to remain faithful anyway, wasn't like he was giving anything up he didn't want to.

"Really?"

"Really," he nodded with a smile, those feelings coiling in his chest again. Feelings that he'd never had before, that he didn't quite understand, that pissed him off and scared him in equal measure but that he didn't want to lose either.

"Okay, what do you want from these rules?" Bella asked leaning up on her elbow so she was looking down on him, her long brown hair falling down like a curtain by her arm. She looked so beautiful, so perfect.

"You don't screw around either," Happy said. If anyone else tried to touch what was his he'd have a new smiley face without a doubt.

"Obviously," Bella said as though it was a given and he believed for her it probably was.

"No talking shit to me when it's about club business," he said. That he would be firm on, if he had to do something he didn't want her questioning why, he'd tell her when and if he could. "Especially in front of any of my brothers."

"I can do that," Bella agreed, he looked into her eyes, she thought she was telling the truth. Time would tell on that she had a wicked, fiery temper and found it hard to bite her tongue when it had gone. "What else?"

"Don't know. We figure that shit out when it comes. C'mon, you need to eat. I'm gonna be burning off all your energy again soon," he smirked, meaning every word. The rules and that bullshit they'd work out. Until then he they had to eat because he was going to spend the rest of the day fucking his Girly.