The next three weeks flew by for Haven. She wrote to Happy telling him she couldn't visit until after school started as she was busy getting everything ready for her classes and setting up her rooms. Happy had made it clear in their last letter that he was pissed at that.
Haven did everything she could to avoid Gemma Teller, which was easier than she thought. Chibs had been a great help. She had met Kozik as well but the jury was still out on if she liked him or not. When Haven noticed him checking her out then trying to flirt with her, she blushed finding it annoying. When Chibs saw it, he pushed Kozik out of the classroom they were helping Haven set up and she could hear their heated voices.
Haven mused over her connection with Chibs when he did that. He was a handsome man, but that was not the vibe she got from him. It was more…. fatherly. Haven liked that because Chibs showed he respected her, listened to her, and even asked her questions about her work. When the men returned, Kozik no longer hit on her and Haven sent Chibs an appreciative smile.
Happy had been in a piss poor mood since the letter Haven sent saying it would be after school started that she would visit again. He knew she had to get settled and set up, but he wanted to see her again. He replayed her last visit repeatedly in his head. The physical parts anyways. He had kissed her forehead like he did when she first left for college at 14 and was freaking out. It was a gesture reserved only for her. The way her body felt against his and the thoughts that had gone through his head…well, they were new.
"What crawled up your ass and died man? It's that bitch isn't it… who's come twice?" Tig asked. A pissed Happy was no fun to share a cell with and he was sick of it.
"She ain't a bitch," Happy snapped walking up to Tig, standing chest to chest with him. Tig put up his hands in surrender.
"You are in a shit mood man, what the hell is it? Your ma? Is she still ok?" Tig asked. Happy rubbed his hand over his head. Tig was right about his mood.
"Ma is fine as she can be," Happy replied and climbed up his bunk.
"Talk to me man. I know you ain't big on it, but the others will be worse than me," Tig tried in a pleading voice. Happy sighed knowing Tig was right. Of all the brothers, Tig was who he was closest to and the one he shared the most with, even if it wasn't much.
"Her name is Haven Morgan. She lived next door to my ma, some kind of kid genius. I would look out for her when she was growing up. Graduated high school at 14, went to UCLA and the University of Wisconsin then out to Johns Hopkins. Biochemistry and Genetics, and last summer she completed some big research project on genetics and breast cancer screening. Just moved back here, gonna teach at Jefferson High School… yeah in Charming," Happy said to Tig's silent question.
"She has already met Chibs and Opie, Jax is the only one who knows besides you and not as much. Keep it that way," Happy finished, sending the glare reserved for those Happy would find the most pleasure in torturing. Tig knew how serious Happy was and how private. Him talking, sharing, as much as he did surprised Tig. He nodded.
"Of course brother. She coming back soon?" Tig asked. Happy shrugged to that question.
"She better hurry her ass up and come…" Tig mumbled and laid down on his own bunk.
