December 2007
Happy had been consumed by work in Tacoma. The Irish were being difficult about gun deliveries and some of the local competition had been acting out, forcing SAMTAC to weave some delicate peace treaties. His days consisted of backing up Lee at meetings with the IRA and local gang leaders filling any down time working extra hours at the auto shop that SAMTAC owned. His nights were spent enforcing the treaties however he needed to, which more often than not meant using his special skill set to make sure the gangs came around to see things their way. The only upside was the Tacoma sweet butts doing their best to keep tension levels low and help the guys forget the freezing, wet weather in the Pacific Northwest. He'd be lying if he said he didn't appreciate their efforts.
The first week Happy had been back, he had spent more time than he would ever admit thinking about a certain little blonde in California. He had half-expected her to fill him in on how things had settled with her brother but it had been mostly radio silence other than her asking if he had made it safely—he kicked himself a little for forgetting that he said he would touch base.
The blonde had always been the one to initiate their conversations and he took his cues from her, but her lack of commencement had lead him to believe that she was once again doing the bidding of her brother. Well if that's how she was going to be, then he was going to do his own thin,g. It wasn't like they were together, so it really wouldn't have made a difference to him either way. After the first few drunken nights with faceless blonde sweet butts he had been tempted to call her just to hear her voice but his own stubborn nature stopped him—thank god. Now he only spared her a thought when he had too much time on his hands or when he had been drinking or when was lying in his apartment staring at the ceiling and sleep was being an evasive bitch. He knew that the SAMDINO guys would be transferring soon; Tacoma had gotten their fair share of requests. Happy hated that he was a little disappointed that Jason Harris wasn't on the list. The man was a massive asshole but Hap knew that where the masculine Harris went, the sexy little feminine one followed.
He groaned thinking about her smooth taut little body and her tight pussy. The way her mouth fell open with a little gasp as she came. The way her crystal eyes sparkled as they looked up at him when her lips were wrapped around his cock.
The sweetbutt he was buried inside of took his groan as a compliment and arched into him. He wasn't about to correct her and continued to fuck her against a wall in dimly lit hall of the clubhouse. The sounds of their coupling were drowned out by the loud music and raucous voices emanating from the party down the hall, not that he really gave a shit if anyone heard. The girl was okay, better than some in that she wasn't being an overdramatic pornstar but she also wasn't the most engaging. Whatever, he was just looking for a hole to fill anyway.
When he finished, he tucked himself back in his pants and made his way back to the party, leaving the girl to right herself. He flopped on the couch between Kozik and Donut and grabbed a cigarette from the carton sitting on the coffee table before them. Kozik held up the bottle of Jack and Happy gratefully took a swig.
"Feel better?" Kozik asked with a smirk.
"Don't feel worse." He rasped dismissively, eyeing the dirty blonde gyrating on the pole a few feet away. She wasn't quite blonde enough to keep his attention, but the way she was swaying definitely piqued his interest. Maybe he could look past her hair color for that fair-skinned little body. He had to give it to the girls of the PNW, they didn't have the orangey tan that the California sweetbutts seemed to think was sexy.
"You trying to make a record for plowing through all the house-blondes in the shortest amount of time?" Donut asked with a laugh.
"I don't just fuck blondes." Happy grumbled, grabbing the bottle from Kozik again.
"Sure ya do. That's fine brother, we all got a type." Donut shrugged.
"Yeah, you like the kind that'll hit you up for alimony and child support." Kozik joked back with a drunk chuckle.
"Fuck you; you got a kid and an ex-wife too." Donut grumbled, pulling a passing girl into his lap. Kozik only shrugged in agreement, readjusting to fish his ringing phone from his back pocket.
"Hey baby, to what do I owe this delight?" He greeted, and Happy rolled his eyes taking a heavy drag from his smoke.
"Relax, just been drinking… I'm at the clubhouse." Happy saw the way Kozik spared him a glance as he listened to the caller and Happy's eyes narrowed. Who the fuck was he talking to?
"Yeah… Wait, really? Well that is interesting." Kozik responded, turning towards Hap with a smug look on his face.
"Who thought we'd see the day that the sexy little Harris is moving to Charming by herself." Kozik stated flippantly, but made eye contact with Hap as he said it. Happy froze mid-movement, bottle held in the air waiting to be sipped.
"Give me the phone." Happy rasped holding his hand out, bottle forgotten on the table. Kozik rolled his eyes and batted the man's hand away.
"It's no one…Yeah baby, I'm good. Thanks for checking in. Yeah, I'll put in a word for the transfers… you got it, doll. Later." Kozik stated struggling as Happy tried to pull the phone from his hand. The blonde man flipped it closed before Hap could grab it fully and Happy growled in response.
"Relax, brother. You're starting to look a little desperate." Kozik joked, ignoring the dark look that made most people quake with fear.
"Who was that?" Happy demanded, ignoring his comment. Kozik shot him a disbelieving look.
"You know who that was. She's good by the way, but I'm sure you know that." Kozik smugly responded.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Bull shit."
"Serious. Haven't talked to her since I've been back." Happy responded with a shrug. Kozik raised a brow.
"Well your dream girl is moving to Charming in a week. Just got an apartment and is looking for a job. She wanted to see if I'd put in a good word for a few of the guys looking to transfer here."
Of course she did. Because she was a fucking saint to a club that treated her like shit.
"She's not my dream girl." Happy grumbled dismissively.
"Well fuck you, you lying sack of shit. She's all of our's dream girl. The girl has a club pedigree and is an absolute smoke show." Kozik responded taking a drink from the now nearly empty bottle of Jack. Happy eyed the man beside him.
"You fuck her?" Hap asked, hating the jealousy beating hard against his ribs.
"Relax. I didn't fuck her. She's my sponsor, remember?" Kozik pointed out, eyeing a girl across the room. Happy suddenly felt stupid and knew he should have known better; he knew that Sara had saved his friend and that they had a solid, genuine friendship. Sara had integrity and wouldn't fuck a guy who was also a client of hers. Besides, Kozik preferred brunettes.
"Later brother, gotta take a lap." Kozik stated, handing the bottle to Hap and getting up, heading towards the girl. Happy spared a passing glance to Donut, who was sloppily making out with a girl with her hand down the front of his pants. With a sigh, Hap drank the last of the bottle and hauled himself off the couch, heading towards the crisp air out front. There wasn't any snow yet, but the air was sharp and he pulled on a wool cap. After lighting a smoke, he tucked one hand in his hoodie pocket and leaned against the brick exterior as he scrolled through his phone contacts. Dial. His heart pounded in his chest with every ring.
"Hello?" She sounded confused but Hap instantly felt warm despite the freezing temperature.
"Hey, little girl." He rasped after a moment.
"Hey… what's up?" She asked sounding tired and maybe even a little wary. A quick glance at his watch showed it was 1am. Jesus, when did it get so late?
"Sorry, didn't realize how late it was." He hate that his words slurred a little. Maybe she wouldn't notice.
"It's fine. How're things?"
"You moving to Charming?" He asked bluntly, skipping the pleasantries.
"I guess Kozik spilled the beans." She grumbled to herself and he could picture her rolling her blue eyes. "Yeah, I'm moving in January." She finally answered.
"And your brother?"
"Reno."
"He letting you leave without him?"
"I'm not his property, Hap. I can do whatever I want." She snapped.
"Didn't mean to hit a nerve. Just saying, you've pretty much always done what he's wanted. I'm just surprised is all." Silence hung in the air and he wanted to kick himself. Nothing like insulting her after calling in the middle of the night. What the fuck was he doing calling her anyway?
"How's Tacoma?" She asked politely, filling the void and changing the subject.
"Fucking freezing. Thinkin' I might see if I can go somewhere warmer for a bit." He hinted with a small smile.
"Yeah?" He could hear the tone of her voice change to playful. Good. She was still interested. Not that he cared or anything. Fuck.
"Yeah."
"Well, we in the great state of California always welcome visitors trying to escape the cold of winter." She joked and he hummed in acknowledgment. There moment where they both just listened to the other breathing, unsure of what to say but not wanting to hang up. Happy felt like a goddamn teenager again; fuck, he was too drunk to deal with this shit.
"I should let you get some sleep."
"Yeah, I'm sure you have a party to get back to anyway." There was something in her voice. It wasn't accusatory and it wasn't jealous but he knew it was somewhere in that place. He smirked a little to himself. Sara didn't want him fucking sweet butts.
"Nah, I think I'm done for the night." Happy stated noncommittally. "Been a long day" he added honestly.
"Well, go get a warm meal and a comfortable bed." She teased.
"Only want that bed if you're the meal." The words came out before he could filter himself and he fought the urge to throw himself into traffic. Fucking Christ. What the hell was he thinking saying shit like that? Her laugh sounded like bells and he blew out a breath. At least she was taking it in stride.
"Deal." She stated amusement in her voice. "Have a good night, Hap. Stay safe."
"Night." He responded gruffly, hanging up before his stupid drunk fucking mouth could dig his grave any deeper.
Happy woke up the next day and it only took a few moments before the conversation from the night before filled his brain. He groaned loudly into the empty room. He was such a fucking pussy last night, at least until he told her he wanted to eat her out. It was the truth—he could spend hours face down in her cunt— and knew she was used to hearing crass things like that. Hell, he'd said worse things when they were fucking but somehow it was different when they weren't both naked. Or when she was stone-cold sober and he was the drunk asshole calling her in the middle of the night.
He really needed to back off of that girl. She was just a fuck; he had thought he would be able to get her out of his head by sleeping with her months ago but it turned out that made it ten times worse. When he had assumed she was moving to Nevada, he had forced himself to stop thinking of her. It wasn't like he would be seeing much of her if she was in Reno, so it was better if he just cut his losses. Now that she was back on the table as an option, the sexy little blonde was filling his senses again.
He couldn't have someone getting in his head like this. It wasn't good for the club and it sure as hell wasn't good for him. He didn't get strung out like thing. Maybe if he was just around her he could clear his head. He needed to get his ass to Charming and put this shit to bed before it got him killed.
A/N: Hey all! Second update today; we get to see a little bit of Happy's side of things. :) Sorry if there are a bunch of mistakes, I only revised it like 3 times before posting (as opposed to the 25+ times the first 20 chapters got).