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Normal POV

Happy watched Meera with his arms crossed as he stood back with Clay and Bobby. He could snap that man like a twig. He knew a flirtatious smile when he saw one and he could see it all over his face. That guy wanted to fuck his old lady. And she's just smiling and laughing and giving in to his flirting demands. He had tried texting her a few times, and never got a reply and he even called her once and she still didn't answer or return his call.

"Damn, Hap you trying to melt the dude's face off with your eyes?" Clay asked. Happy shook his head slowly.

"Oh if glares could kill." he threatened lowly.

"Well what did you expect," Bobby asked making Happy slowly look at him. "If you haven't noticed, Meera's a classy woman. She's not just looking for a companion she's looking for a mate. And a lot of her male staff really like her form what I've been told. She's got options dude."

"Shut up. She'd never leave me." Happy stated. Clay huffed.

"You sure you even got her?" he asked. Happy was weighing his options right now. His first one was to fuck his beautiful school teacher raw until she came, and not just muscles tightening, until she squirted all over his cock to ensure she knew she was his. Or he could beat that Mark bitch to the ground… then fuck her until she squirted all over his cock. Both sound like win-win situations for him. Happy finally crossed his arms and looked down. He realized Meera wasn't like the mindless women he fucked. And it was apparent that she didn't need him in her life- she wanted him. But he knew she wouldn't have him around if he couldn't be faithful and it wasn't fair to demand she be faithful without him giving back.

"So what the fuck do I do then? Since ya'll are the experts." he replied smugly. Bobby and Clay smirked.

"Talk to her and actually say you're sorry." Bobby replied. Hap scoffed.

"For what?" he asked. Clay gave him a look.

"For not being there for her when she needed you the most and expecting her to play bottom bitch while you still sew your wild oats." he replied.

"Or like Tara said, let her go if you don't want the commitment it's that simple." Bobby followed up. They were right it should have been this simple. Happy was who he was. He liked having no restrictions and loved doing what or who he wanted when he wanted. And then here she comes into his life and now he wants to give fifty percent loyalty while demanding a hundred from her. The beautiful school teacher… raised by cannibals. God she was perfect for him. When she ripped that fuck's throat out, he felt rapturous. He would have fucked her right there if none of his boys were around. Hell, he probably would have tried. The others would know to leave. He couldn't fight the primal urge for her and he didn't want to give her up. She was too much a part of him already and she just didn't know it.

"Fuck." he breathed out before walking around the field toward the food tables. He didn't even know what he would say. Guess he had a few minutes in line to think about it.

Meera's POV

"You surviving?" Mark asks as we continue to serve food to parents and children. I glanced at him and smiled.

"Yeah, I'm making it." I replied.

"Well if you need to take a break let me know." he offered. I continued to smile.

"Thanks. You too. Can't have you passing out in the heat." I teased causing him to chuckle some.

"Hey I got all the electrolytes and hydration I need." he replied. Tig was in front of me now and he gave a quick smile.

"Hey, Meera." He said and smiled respectfully.

"Hey Tig." I replied and he passed on. Chibs was next.

"Meera." he said with a smile, the scars on his face making his smile seem wider.

"Chibs." I replied. He had his sunglasses on, but couldn't seem to look me in the face. I grinned in amusement.

"Is something wrong?" I asked and he shook his head.

"Nope, nope. Not at all." he replied and walked on. I just shook my head. They couldn't possibly be that worried that I might try and eat them could they? Mark looked a bit warry of the men in black vests and rings and tattoos passing along. He slowly started to frown.

"Who invited them?" he muttered to me. I grinned.

"Don't worry they're harmless." I replied and nearly jumped as Happy stood right in front of me, eyes sharp, no plate in hand, and holding up the line. I tensed now showing my annoyance with him already.

"We need to talk." he said in his usual calm, gravely tone. I leaned over some.

"Where is your plate?" I asked.

"Not hungry." he replied dully. "Can we go somewhere private?" Mark suddenly leaned in.

"Look buddy if you're not here to get food, I suggest you keep it moving." he said sternly. Oh Mark. Your tone isn't hard or intimidating and Happy is not one of your kids that you can take a firm tone with and expect results. Happy's eyes cut over to Mark slowly and he now took a step over to stand in front of him.

"You must be Mark." he assumed. Mark didn't reply and stiffened. I can only imagine that he is wondering how this dark eyed, crazy biker knew his name. Happy took his silence for verification. "Yeah. You just the mother fucker I've been dying to meet." His tone was threatening now and I raised my hands now.

"Stop it." I said sharply to Happy. "This is a kid's function." Happy looked at me, his look still remaining. This wasn't his scene and I could tell he didn't know how to control himself. I sighed and removed my apron and looked at Mark.

"I'll be right back." I replied. Mark looked at me worried and I touched his shoulder. "It's all good I promise." He didn't look convinced but nodded and I switched places with him and began to move around the table after placing my apron on a chair. Happy followed me as we both began to move down the tents to where it was more isolated.

"What the hell!" I snapped finally turning to him.

"What? You weren't returning my calls or texts." he said and I crossed my arms and inhaled some.

"I didn't know I had to." I replied and I watched his jaw tighten some as he looked away.

"I want you back." he said. I looked him over, my frown remaining.

"You never had me." I said lowly and he looked at me stunned some.

"Don't say that." he said, his tone sounding… hurt? Could Happy Lowman feel such a emotion? I just crossed my arms and looked away.

"You wanted me to count on you, and when that time came, that scary time, you weren't there." I said. The pain spread on his face fast now.

"I'm sorry." he said lowly, eyes unreadable and almost crazed. I didn't recognize the painful look on his face. Was this guilt? "I'm sorry I wasn't there when you needed me." He slowly approached me and I just remained still, my eyes showing mild caution as his forehead pressed into mine. I moved my head a few inches back but he just pushed more into me. I closed my eyes feeling his scent wash back over me again and I have to fight the urge to just caressed his face.

"What do you want from me, Happy?" I asked lightly as I lean back to look him in the eyes. "Because obviously what we had before isn't working." He closed his eyes hard before opening them back up to look at me.

"I know before, I just wanted to fuck. Because you got some good pussy." he said with a laugh, and I couldn't help but chuckle some and look away.

"Yeah. You got some good dick." I whispered and he laughed lowly now before the laughter faded.

"I wanted to be the only guy to fuck you, but Meera, I can't sleep at night because I miss listening to the sound of your heart beat after we've been together. I miss staring at your face as you just lie there asleep next to me. So still and silent almost like you're dead. I miss taking your hand and pressing it to my chest so you could feel my heart beating in your sleep. And going a week without that, has been driving me insane, and baby I'm already crazy." he said. I remained still against him as he admitted this to me. And even now I am still shocked he is even capable of saying this to me. I didn't even know he watched me sleep or listened to my heart beat. I never would have thought Happy Lowman made soft gestures like that. "You've accepted all of me so far as I've accepted you and I know I can't keep expecting things of you without me giving it back in return… so I'm willing to give this: you, me, us a hundred percent if you still want me like that."

I stared up at him completely at a loss of words. The foolish girl in me is having an argument with the realistic woman in me. It's just words, I needed to see action. But god I missed him holding me at night and us talking about random things that normal friends with benefits didn't talk about. I now pressed my face gently into his and sighed some.

"I want to give you a hundred percent, Happy, but I'm scared you won't come through for me." I replied honestly and he took my cheeks in his hands and nodded.

"I'll prove it to you. I can't promise I'm not going to be the sadistic fuck you met in that ring many months ago, but I won't touch another female unless I plan to put a bullet inside her." he promised. I felt the arousal immediately grow inside me and I leaned up and crashed my lips right against his. He happily replied and our arms wrapped around. His tongue already found his way into my mouth.

"Meera?" I heard the familiar voice of Mark calling out. Happy paused and growled as he held me to his body and looked over his shoulder.

"If that cocksucker ruins this moment for me I am going to bleed him slowly." he said angrily. I noticed we were beside an empty tint with some gym matts on top of the grass. I could see a few baby changing stations inside and I smirked and looked up at Happy.

"I have a better idea." I replied eyeing the tent. Happy smirked and grabbed my ass and lifted me right into the air so my legs could lock around his hips and moved me inside.