Hey, sorry for everyone who knew that my last chapter 3 was f-ed up, so I've gone and fixed it, finally! Again, sorry, so here's the REAL chapter three. Enjoy!
LOL, and oh, I thank everyone for their reviews, and everyone who loves the half-sack/velvet pariring .. . . Sorry! :( But their relationship is going to be rather short lived!
"Shit's addictive! Turnin' me into a fat bastard!"
Chibs' voice split through the air loudly and everyone laughed as Bobby dumped a brown paper bag of blueberry muffins onto the Chapel table. Velvet was handing out the Dunkin' Donuts coffee and grinned and laughed as she lovingly kissed her father on the cheek before handing him his.
"You ain't never gonna be a fat bastard, da," She told him teasingly. "Because I'd slap the fat off ya!" Chibs' smiled as he returned his daughter's kiss on the cheek.
"Lova ya, darlin'!" He told her and she nodded.
"I know da!" She told him playfully as she sighed in irritation and Jax grinned as he picked up a blueberry muffin and motioned with it towards Bobby.
"You put hash in these?"
Bobby scoffed as he grabbed one up for himself and took a huge bite out of it. "No. You know my rule, no bud before nine in the morning." His voice was muffled, but good-natured.
"I don't have that rule!" Jax answered playfully, waving his hand through the air and everyone laughed loudly again. Jax grinned and laughed alongside everyone else as he watched Velvet hand out the coffee. He watched her perfect ass and hips swing seductively as she moved and he smiled a small smile.
Velvet was gorgeous. And by God, he wanted her.
His coffee was the last one to be handed out by Velvet, and Jax took it from her, being sure that their fingers touched. Jax gazed at her, gauging her reaction carefully and Velvet blushed, both at Jax's heated gaze and at the bolt of lighting that shot up through her frame when their fingers touched.
Chibs' coughed loudly, acting like he was clearing his throat, but Jax and Velvet both knew what that cough really meant. It meant back off, before anyone else noticed.
Jax didn't want to back off, though. He wanted Velvet, he wanted her ever since they found her at FunTown and felt a roar of protectiveness towards her that he hadn't felt in years. But he didn't want her just sexually, he wanted her as his. He wanted her to become his Crow.
Velvet, however, heeded her father and immediately backed off. Everyone was starting to sit down at the table and Velvet hurriedly moved over to her father, where she pecked him on the cheek again before she left, closing the door silently behind her. No one other than Clay, Jax, Opie, Juice, Chibs, Happy, Piney, Tig and Bobby were ever allowed in Chapel during the meetings and those rules were strictly enforced. Not even Gemma was allowed in, although she was always filled in on what went on inside.
Velvet found the clubhouse completely deserted except for a few Crows playing pool over in a corner, and the Prospect nursing a beer by the bar. She smiled and waved at the Crows before she headed over to the bar and plopped down in the seat next to the Prospect. He smiled at her as she reached over the counter top and grabbed up a beer.
"I see your doing better." He spoke and Velvet nodded as she popped the top of the beer bottle and took a healthy swig.
"Yeah. I hurt like Hell in the mornings now, but I'm still kickin'." Half-Sack laughed a little as he took a swig too.
"I haven't seen you around, yet everyone here knows you quite well it seems. Hell, I've heard Clay, Gemma and Chibs refer to you as 'daughter', or 'sweetie'." Velvet smiled.
"Yeah, I guess I'm like the daughter Gemma and Clay never had. As for the first question, I haven't been here because I've been hanging out with the Nords. I . . . used to be romantically involved with Kurt Darby before I ended up in the ICU. He was the future heir of the Nords, and we were pretty serious. My step-dad, Alexandre approved, but the only opinion that mattered to me was da's."
Half-Sack nodded as he watched her twirl her beer bottle slowly in her hands. "Yeah. I've heard stories from Opie and Jax." Velvet nodded.
"Kurt was good to me, so I can't complain; at least his father taught him that much. It wasn't like he beat me or anything, but he was hard to deal with; I guess, like his father, from what Gemma told me. I was treated like royalty, though, with a lot of respect as the future Queen Bee, so . . . at least I had that going for me, right?"
Half-Sack nodded as he hesitantly changed the subject. "I've also heard – jokingly of course – Juice, Jax and Tig refer to you as . . . Velvet von Black?" Velvet rolled her eyes and groaned as she took another swig of her beer.
"Dammit, that name again? I thought they forgot about it a long time ago!" Half-Sack furrowed his eyebrows slightly in confusion.
"Apparently not. Why is that . . . name so bad?"
"Honey, you don't honestly expect that to be my last name, do you?" Half-Sack, not wanting to appear stupid to a woman he quite obviously found attractive, shook his head.
"No. I just naturally assumed you took Chibs' last name." Velvet nodded.
"Yep, I did. Velvet Telford. You?"
"Kip Epps." She nodded.
"Kip. I like it." Half-Sack smiled and continued.
"Then, if you have Chibs' last name . . . where the Hell did you get Velvet von Black from?"
Velvet turned her eyes onto him, where she raised her eyebrows in amusement. "I used to work at Godivas down by Georgie's porn studio. I uh . . . gave Juice, Jax and Tig a lap dance one night, and uh . . . one thing led to another and I ended up fuckin' all of 'em. Not in one sitting of course, but after that, Tig came to uh . . . be rather protective of me. Best fuckin' lay he says he ever had, and that comin' from Tig, I take to the heart!" Half-Sack's eyes widened.
"Oh, shit, I'm sorry! I-I didn't realize . . ." He apologized hurriedly, his voice trailing off and Velvet laughed as she set her beer down, where she turned her eyes to gaze at him in amusement.
"Your cute when you stutter." She told him bluntly, and he flushed as he tried to act cool. "But no worries. Its all in my past and I've accepted it." He tried to be a Jax, but quickly found he was horrible at it, because she caught him almost immediately.
"Don't try and be smooth like Jax. Your not him, Half-Sack and you never will be, so don't try. Your perfectly cute as the adorable, stuttering . . . Prospect." She told him quietly as she wrapped her fingers around the back of his neck, and slowly inched closer to him. He swallowed nervously.
"I-I don't understand. Why me?" Velvet grinned.
"Because I'm like my father, Half-Sack. We have a weird, twisted attraction for innocent people."
She leaned in then and kissed him. The other Crows whistled and cat-called playfully when they saw the kiss. He felt her grin aganist his mouth at the teasing of the other Crows, and he only blushed instead. They broke apart, and Velvet grinned sheepishly. Half-Sack gently grasped her hips and closed the distance again. He instigated the kiss for the second time, and Velvet grinned as she opened her mouth to him. This kiss was passionate, and soon, they both started to drown in the headiness of the kiss, and her arms wrapped around his neck as the kiss deepened.
"Oi, boy-o! Get your grubby hands off me daughter!"
Then it registered to them that the Chapel doors had opened and everyone started filing out of the Chapel. Chibs was first and had seen the scene first.
Half-Sack jumped and gently pushed her off him, where he backed away, his hands up in the air. Opie stopped Velvet from hitting the floor, and she smiled gratefully up at him as she turned her eyes back onto the confrontation between her father and Half-Sack.
Chibs walked up to stand close to Half-Sack, who tried not to cower under her father's heated glare. Then, suddenly, Chibs' let out a booming laugh and seemed to crush Half-Sack aganist his side in a one-armed hug. "Ha, ha, I think the Prospect almost shite his pants!" He laughed, and Half-Sack flushed slightly as everyone joined in. The laughter died down and Chibs left Half-Sack's side. People were slapping him on the back good-naturedly, and Opie smiled and rubbed Velvet's back gently before he went to join Jax and Juice in the shop.
Velvet smiled apologetically as she walked over to him. "Sorry for that," She apologized. "Da likes to um . . . freak out my future boyfriends." Half-Sack's eyes grew wide.
"We . . . uh . . . what?" He asked her in incredulity and Velvet smiled as she looked away.
"I really like you, Half-Sack. I'm done with jerky guys. Your sweet, charming, and a little shy. Not-to-mention, your just an overall good guy. Da approves." Half-Sack grinned as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer to him.
Jax can kiss my ass, too. Half-Sack thought as Velvet laid her head down on his shoulder. He saw Jax and Clay talking in the Chapel, their eyes on them and he looked away as Clay took a draw off his signature cigar, and blew out the smoke. He knew that if Jax wanted her, there was nothing he could do about it. He would have to let her go, or else he'd get hurt.
He just hoped this wouldn't alter his chances of getting into Sons of Anarchy. Of course, if he was dating the daughter of one of Sons of Anarchy's key members, and the mental daughter of the President and Queen Crow, he thought he would have a pretty good chance.
After all, Chibs did seem to approve.