Hey Guys! So i just published this story today, and i wanted to get out at least 2 chapters by tonight. Thanks for all the reviews I've gotten already, and I really would appreciate more! I love hearing what you guys thought about it. It may be a few days till i update again, with work and school it's hard to write but i promise I will definately have another chapter, maybe two by next weekend

I own nothing except Emilia, and Adele (If I owned Happy or Kozik I sure as hell would be writing a story right now;D)

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Adele popped Pretty in Pink in the dvd player and hurried back to the couch curling her legs underneath her and waiting for the previews to stop. She gazed thoughtfully at Emilia who was brushing her hair.

Truth be told she had always been a little jealous of Emilia. She was beautiful, had a loving family, and seemed to be flawless. She did whatever she wanted and never thought twice about it. She had people, christ, a whole Motorcylce gang full of people who loved her. Adele wasn't stupid. Even though Em caught a lot of shit at school, she saw the way boys looked at her. Their eyes roaming over her lean figure, and long sleek dark hair. Even those who hated her wanted to be with her.

"Em..Can I uhm..ask you a question?"

She swivled on her chair, brush in mid air, and quirked an eyebrow thoughtfully at her.

"Del you know you can ask me anything."

"What's it like? Growing up in a Motorcylce gang?"

"Club." she grinned "And it's..hard to explain. I wouldn't trade it for the world."

"So you don't ever wish that your mom had..you know. Not dropped you there?"

She shook her head " No not at all. I mean I've grown up around these guys. They've done so much for me i don't think I could ever repay them. They take care of me, and I keep my loyalties to the club. It's a family. A loud, large, and chaotic family but the best one I could ask for."

She turned back to the mirror and Adele settled in, pressing play.

Happy pushed the leggy blonde off his lap, and stalked out of the clubhouse. For some reason he just wasn't in the mood. In fact he hadn't been in the mood much lately. It had nothing to do with a shortage of women, hell all he had to do was give them a look and they were his for the taking. He was too busy thinking about her.

Emilia.

He'd been the kids bodyguard since she was little, but lately she was more than the little girl he'd watched grow up. She was grown up. She wasn't a kid anymore. She had gone from a sad little girl with a broken smile, to a bright beautiful woman in the blink of an eye it seemed.

He huffed and walked back inside, heading for his dorm. Now that he had successfully ruined any chances of getting laid, he wanted to sleep.

For a whole goddamn week.

Adele went home that morning, telling her she'd see her at school on monday. As Emilia slumped downstairs to breakfast she wasn't suprised to find her mother awake, lit joint in between her fingers.

"Mornin baby." She said, smiling lightly at her exhaling smoke.

" Mornin momma." She stretched before grabbing an apple and reaching for a knife.

" So. I'm thinking we do a little retail therapy today, maybe buy something for tonight."

Em nodded over her shoulder, " Sounds great mom."

Gemma stared knwingly at her back "I just figured you would want to look good, you know. For Happy."

Emilia froze, knife i mid air and turned slowly to face her. Her eyes were huge

"What-What are you talking abo-?"

"Don't bullshit me sweetheart. I know exactly how you feel about Hap."

" Mom it's not like th-

"It's ok." Gemma said, hands up silencing her "I get it sweetheart. it's in your blood, it's a part of your life. Just like Happy is."

She stared at Gemma for a moment, suspicious.

"But you and I both know Killa will never take an Old lady. And that teenager crush you got. Get rid of that shit girl. Because going after happy will tear apart the Club. Put your dad on the attack."

Gemma stared at her with that hard look. As though she was trying to suck the love for Happy right out of her. And in one small instant her expression smoothed into a smile.

"Now go shower. We'll beat the shopping crowds."

Gemma watched Emilia as she walked away, anxiety building in the pit of her chest. She could see what was coming.

And none of it was good.

The baby blue sky had begun to fade to brilliant orange by the time Emilia was ready to go. She smoothed her shirt for what seemed like the millionth time and took a deep breath.

"Em. let's go." She glanced in the mirror one last time and hurried out of her room

Hap threw back his shot of whiskey, relishing the burn in his throat. That familiar fizz in his veins, made him feel good. He gazed around at the women, and his brothers. His family.

Kozik appeared at his elbow, big grin on his face.

"Brother!" He said clapping Happy on the back. Hap quirked an eyebrow and grinned

"Sup' dude?"

"ohh...you know." Koz said, his gaze following a little blonde that walked past, and Hap chuckled.

"I thought the kid would be here by now." Kozik continued, his eyes sweeping the crowd in search of the familiar mane of sleek dark hair that belonged to Emilia.

Happy shrugged. "Maybe she's not comin' "

Koz nodded "Yeah may- Whoa."

Koz looked dumbfounded, mouth ajar, eyes wide. Hap followed his gaze, darkly curious and saw what had changed his brothers expression.

Emilia had entered the clubhouse, between Gemma and Luanne. If anyone still thought of her as a little girl, those thoughts vanished the moment she stepped through the door.

She wore a short, tight strapless muted black cheetah print dress, which clung to every curve emphasizing her tiny waste, bareing several inches of thigh. Her legs, sheathed in stiletto boots, seemed never ending as she walked forward head held high. Her thick shiny black hair, streaked with blonde was curled hanging around her shoulders, catching the light as she turned her head to smile around at everyone, giving off her sly, sexy grin she was famous for, and her smoky makeup giving her a sultry, slightly mischevious look as she walked to the bar with Gemma and Luann.

This was not going to end well.

Emilia had it.

She knew everyone's eye was on her, and that sent bubbling excitement through her veins. She glanced over and saw him.

Looking at her. She dared for one moment to believe that he wasn't just looking at her because she was 'the kid', but because he was seeing her in a whole new light.

She looked damn good. And Happy was staring at her out of want, lust, desire. Not affection. Wild thoughts raged through her mind as their gazes locked, her heart beating rapidly as he cocked his head that feral glint in his eye.

And in that moment, she felt that rush that she had waited to feel her whole life. The feel of being wanted by the one person she always wanted the most.

She had him. Just like she always had.

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