November 2007

Thanksgiving had gone off without a hitch, something Sara was immensely grateful for. Things with her brother had been much better; they had joked and reminisced and shared stories with all of their friends. Jason seemed calmer and happier than he had the evening before. Sara supposed that part of him was accepting the end of SAMDINO and with that, the pressures of being President would be gone. She knew he loved the club, but loving the club and leading the club were two different beasts. Not everyone was meant to be President.

She smiled to herself as she and some of the other ladies cleared the table and cleaned the dishes while the men went to the living room. She was elbow deep in the sink when she felt a presence next to her.

"Hey Jase. Need anything?" She asked, brows furrowing with confusion. Her brother shook his head and smiled down at her.

"No. Just wanted to come spend some time with my baby sister." He answered giving her a cheesy grin. She scoffed grabbing the towel off her shoulder and handing it to him.

"Well if you are going to be here, make yourself useful." She ordered with an overly sweet smile.

"Isn't there a woman around here somewhere that can help you?" He grumbled. She snorted and rolled her eyes.

"Too good to do the dishes now? What would Mom say?" It was his turn to snort now but he took the towel drying the dishes as she handed them to him, quickly falling into the pattern they shared as children.

When they were really little, he had been the one doing the washing and she the drying but once she was old enough to wash them, he played the older-sibling card and bullied her into washing while he dried. She had protested loudly but had lost out when he put her in a headlock and gave her a nougie until she agreed. Since that day she had always been the washer and he the dryer. She smiled broadly at the memory.

"You know I'm proud of you Sare-bear?" He suddenly stated out of the blue. Her hands paused but she continued staring down at the soapy sink. "I know it doesn't seemed that way sometimes. It's just… I've been so stressed out lately and I know I haven't been fair to you. But you've done so much to help me and the club and I know it's been hard for you after…" he paused and she knew what the hanging silence meant. After their father.

"Anyway, I just wanted to say thank you. I'm real proud of you, and I know Ryan would be too." He finished and she sighed.

"Ryan and I aren't together anymore. You know that." She answered simply, hating that tears were pricking the corners of her eyes. She'd done her best to push thoughts of her fiancé from her mind lately. The last thing she wanted to do was be reminded of the future she lost. It hadn't helped that she realized mid-morning that she and Hap had spent the night together in the very same bed she used to share with Ryan. She couldn't tell that to Jason though.

"I know, I know. I just… I know what you guys meant to each other, that he was it for you. I know that running away to Charming was easier than dealing with everything here. But I think now that you are back; maybe you are seeing how much the guys need you here? You're the rock that keeps this family together. It's meant so much to all of us just to have you back and it's only been two days." She nodded understanding his meaning, and realizing that at least part of what he said was true. She had run away to Charming, and it had been easier than dealing with everything at home. She just hadn't realize how much she had missed everyone until she was surrounded by them all again. All the familiar faces; the men who had helped to raise her; the women who had taught her everything she knew about being a woman. They were her family.

This was the Jason she knew and loved. The one who grounded her when she was lost, who was so misunderstood by the guys in Charming. He only wanted the best for her and she had been pushing against that; she knew that was why he had been so mad: because he had felt betrayed and ignored by his sister when he needed her most. How could she have been so selfish? After a few moments of silence the pair fell back into their comfortable playful banter as they finished the dishes.

Later that night she was curled up in her warm bed but sleep eluded Sara. Her heart ached as she stared at the ceiling, feeling the emptiness in bed beside her. Problem was that she wasn't sure which man she was missing. Being home surrounded by their things and their family had brought back all of her feelings for her former fiancé. She had loved him—truly loved him—for all of his flaws. He made her laugh, he listened, he even took care of her that one time she had the flu and was totally disgusting. She had been with him since she was a teenager. She had envisioned her whole life with him. He was supposed to be the father to her children and they were supposed to build a home together.

And then he was gone.

One day they were having a normal dinner and then next he was being taken away in handcuffs. The more she thought about it, the more she agreed with Jason that she had stayed in Charming so long just because it was somewhere else. She didn't have to think about everything she lost. She didn't have to look the rest of the SAMDINO guys in the face when they all knew it was her father that betrayed them all. She didn't have to see that pitying look they all gave her when they realized she had taken her ring off.

Happy was a… distraction. A sexy, mean distraction. It wouldn't go anywhere serious, and it wasn't something that she wanted to get serious. The part of her that missed him knew it was just because she was lonely and he was an easy target. Sara had no idea what the older man saw in her that kept him coming back but she had been selfishly eating it up. They certainly had some crazy, explosive kind of chemistry that she couldn't explain. Even now, just thinking about him, she felt her body reacting. Her skin was growing warm and her belly tingled. With a sigh she reached over to her nightstand and yanked her phone off the wooden table where it was charging.

She could use a distraction.

Happy was smoking on the wooden front steps of his mother's house when his phone pinged.

You awake? He snorted at the text before responding.

its only 11:30. Of course im awake. He held the cigarette between his lips as he waited for her to respond.

How was your Thanksgiving?

good u?

Great. Didn't burn the turkey.

that's good. He didn't know what else to say. He was terrible with words and texting was only words. There was a pause where he knew she was waiting for him to say more. Finally she was the one to continue the conversation.

Whatcha up to?

Smoking u?

Laying in bed His eyebrows rose. Now things were getting interesting. He pulled another cigarette from him pack as he considered his next move.

Alone?

Of course. It'd be really rude of me to be texting some guy if I had a different one in my bed. He read her text in her sarcastic tone and it brought a small smile to his lips. He glanced around cautiously, as if he expected someone would be watching and see him smile.

The street was surprisingly quiet lit only by the yellow-orange glow of street lamps. He supposed everyone was in their homes with their families. His ma had gone to bed a while ago, the full day taking its toll on her. His grown cousin had put her kid to bed earlier and was sitting inside talking to his aunt about life and babies and shit that he didn't want to listen to.

what r u wearing He hit send and pulled a heavy drag from his smoke; might as well cut to the chase. His grin was smug when he read her response.

Nothing. Goddamn she was good.

i want proof What the hell, he figured. He flashed back to earlier that morning watching her get herself off for him. His dick twitched in his pants as at the memory. His phone vibrated quietly in his hand, alerting him to a media message. Fuck yes. His lips held his cigarette as he opened the message and his grin widened. It was a grainy, overexposed picture thanks to his shitty flip phone, but it was still very clearly her tits. It was taken lying down in her bed; her outstretched arms holding her phone above her pressed her tits together making them fuller. The image stretched her whole torso, from her navel up to her pink lips smirking in a playful grin. He studied the photo closely for a few moments before saving it to his memory card to be used at a later date.

must be cold there without me He joked, referring to her hard, rosy nipples.

Yea that's what it is. ;)

any chance u will send a pussy shot next? He asked adjusting the crotch of his pants. He knew the answer. She was sexy and flirty, but she was no porn star.

Not a chance, buddy.

worth a try. u gonna put on another show for me like this morning?

Not going to send you any more pictures, you old pervert. He rolled his eyes at the coy comment. Girls were always doing shit like this. He figured once you've sent one picture, you might as well send more but he was no expert.

prude

I think I'll just leave you imagining what I'm doing while thinking about your cock

fuck you bitch He responded, hoping she would know he was joking.

Yea that's pretty much what I'm thinking about too Goddamnit. Unsure of how to respond, he put out his cigarette and rose to go back inside. His pants were tighter now but he did his best to adjust himself into discretion. Last thing he needed was his Auntie and cousin seeing his raging boner.

u need me to drive back with u tmrw He finally sent as he entered his ma's house and made his way quickly to his old room, shedding his pants and shirt the second the door was latched and locked.

Not sure yet. Call in the morning I guess and I'll let you know. He grimaced at the text before flipping back to the picture she had sent. She left him hanging, but even at thirty-six he wasn't above taking things in his own hands. His cock jumped against his belly as he reclined on the small twin bed. It had been a few years since he had beat off in his old bedroom but he still had a box of tissues on the nightstand so it would have to do for now. Happy Thanksgiving, he thought wryly as he began pulling at his cock.

Author's Note: Short and to the point. Sara is wavering on her decision to move to Charming now that she is back home. Sorry for the delay to updates. Been busy and I spent Christmas break in Southeast Asia so I couldn't really update from there. Hope you all had a lovely holiday season and happy new year!