"Morning!" Tig greeted Recker with a bright smile and a loud voice when she opened the cell door. She winced a little and smiled with a little wave. I laughed, realizing she was severely hung over.
During recreation, Jax was all but hunting for a fight. I watched him pacing and cracking his knuckles with acute awareness. Despite his beliefs, I knew he still wasn't in any shape to fight anyone. He eventually slammed his ass down on a bleacher bench.
"She's having my fucking kid but she won't even answer the damn phone." He spat as he looked across the yard without actually seeming to see it. I kept my face emotionless, despite the urge to roll my eyes. Nothing I had to say would comfort him or calm him down, so I just stood watch as he, Bobby and Clay hashed it out.
"Jax, she's dealing with one in the oven and one in pull-ups. You probably wouldn't want to talk to her if she did answer. Precious was a right bitch when she was pregnant." Bobby said with a chuckle as he thought about his ex-wife. I glanced over and noticed Jax's face relax slightly.
"Gemma said she's busy and dealing with shit the only way she knows how. Just focus on the club, son. She'll still be there when you get out." Clay said as if it were fact. I looked away just in case my eyes showed any reaction to that statement. My thoughts would do nothing to help my president's advice.
Once we finished dinner and got back in the unit, I finally got to stare at Recker in peace. The others were deep into a heated game of Rummy, so no one noticed me eye-fucking her. She would glance over at me and blush like a teenager every so often.
"Lowman, Mail. Teller, Mail." Recker announced as she approached our table and passed out letters. I had to resist the urge to reach out and touch her. Jax pulled me out of my concentration on her smooth skin by suddenly standing up and storming over to his cell door. Recker was finishing passing out mail as Jax grew impatient to go inside.
"Give me a minute, Teller. I'll be right there." Recker called out from a few tables away. Jax folded his arms across his chest and crumpled his mail in his hand.
"Let's go, Recker. I'm not standing here for my health." Jax's voice barely carried over to the table I sat at. I turned to watch her body language shift.
"No, but you can stand here for your fucking attitude." Recker snapped back. Jax rolled his eyes but refrained from smarting off again as she pulled the door open.
"I'll be glad when he gets to see his kid." Tig complained as Recker slammed the door to his cell and headed back to her desk. Juice and Bobby nodded before returning to their game. I spun around and rested my back on the table as I tore the letter open. It was from Ma, of course.
I read it twice before stuffing it back in the envelope and in the back pocket of my jeans. She was getting low on medicine and had lost the damn key to my house. I bounced my leg up and down in frustration as I tried to come up with a plan. It'd taken two days for the letter to get to me, so I knew she was running even lower now. It irritated me that I hadn't delivered the case in my closet to her before I went in.
After count and lock down, I popped the door to the cell and headed downstairs to see Recker. Tig was wide awake and waved to me sarcastically as I slipped out of the door. Seeing Recker took my mind off of Ma a little. Her eyes were brighter than they were this morning and she looked happy to see me.
"What's wrong?" Recker asked before I even sat down on the desk. I narrowed my eyes at her and shook my head.
"Stuff with my ma. I gotta figure out a way to get her meds to her. You doing okay?" I looked into her eyes and watched them darken a little.
"I'll be fine. Declan's being an ass, but that doesn't surprise me. I stayed at my best friend's house last night. Here." She reached down into her backpack and I heard the noise of Velcro peeling back. I raised my brow as she slid a black flip phone over to me.
"Katerina, you could have caught a felony bringing this in." I growled at her as I opened the phone and checked it out before sliding it into my pocket. She shrugged and leaned back.
"I figured the one you use is probably a club phone. You're welcome." She said with a scowl. I could tell my comment irritated her. I got up and moved to her side of the desk. I leaned back against the desk, right in front of her chair.
"You wanting me to say thank you, girl?" I grabbed her wrists and pulled her up. She was standing between my legs with her chest pressed up against me. I stopped her from responding by kissing her roughly. She ran her hands over my scalp as I gripped her ass. I probably couldn't even estimate how many women I've fucked, but Recker was different. I wanted to be able to stick around after getting my dick wet. That was the first thing to have ever scared me since I was a kid.
"Happy, we don't have time. I'm not staying as long tonight. Oh, god." Her protests turned into moans as I slid my hand down the back of her pants and rubbed a finger over her opening. There wasn't any space between us as she grinded her hips on my crotch. I knew we didn't have time to fuck, but I'd be damned if I wasn't going to get her off before I locked back up.
She moved a hand down from the back of my neck to undo my pants. I grunted and shook my head; I was probably as surprised as she was. I felt her getting wetter and wetter as I slammed three of my fingers into her and massaged her backdoor with my thumb. A couple minutes later, she tightened around me and panted as she sank her teeth into my collarbone. I almost came just feeling her tighten around my fingers.
"God, Happy." Was all she could manage to say as I pulled my hand out of her pants and licked her wetness off of my fingers. Her eyes were wide and I could tell she wanted to jump me by the blush in her cheeks. She kissed me deeply and swirled her tongue around mine.
"Give me your ma's number." She whispered into my ear as she rubbed my shoulders. I leaned back and narrowed my eyes in question. She smiled and moved her hands up to my neck.
"Don't give me that look. I'm getting that medicine to her. I'm guessing your brothers are kind of swamped outside, so let me do this." She kissed me between sentences, hoping to convince me with her mouth. I sighed and nodded.
"Fine, I'll text it to you." I had more to say, but I heard the sound of the outer sallyport door opening. Her eyes flew open as she jumped back. I knew I had hardly any time to get my ass back upstairs. I moved quickly and stuck to the walls, just in case her relief looked through the small window in the door before coming in. She moved to stand in front of the window to help block the view.
My door clicked shut just as the unit door opened. I leaned my back against the cold metal door and let out a sigh of relief. Tig sat up and raised his brow at me.
"You smell like pussy." He commented before rolling over and going back to sleep. I thought about punching him. Instead, I climbed up in my bunk and pulled out the phone, sending my ma's info to the only number saved in the phone. It was saved under the name private. I laughed and shook my head before sliding it back in my pocket and going to sleep.
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"Lauren, you feel like going on a road trip?" I asked as I leaned on the countertop. She was already dressed in her long sleep shirt by the time I came walking through the door from work. She looked up at me with a yawn and shrugged.
"Depends on where we're going and if we're going to the gym first." She said with a judgmental look. I laughed and nodded as I grabbed a water out of the fridge.
"Yeah, gym first, then road trip. I've gotta go up to Charming and then down to Bakersfield." I said before taking a long drink of water. Lauren raised her brow and bit into a strawberry.
"Good, tomorrow's leg day. Why are we going all over California exactly?" I laughed and hopped up to sit on the counter before stealing a strawberry. I filled her in on the plan to pick up the meds and then deliver them down to Happy's mom in Bakersfield. Her eyes lit up when I mentioned going to Charming again.
"Think we'll see that Scottish guy again?" She asked, ignoring the main mission of the road trip. I almost choked on my water.
"I knew I saw you eyeing him, even if I was drunk. We'll see him for sure. I've got to get him to open Happy's door. Apparently he has a spare key." I said with a shrug as Lauren started nodding excitedly.
"Yes, road trip it is! Get to bed, woman. We're getting in the gym at seven." She ordered before heading off to her room. I glanced down at my watch and groaned, noticing it was already after one in the morning. I hurried into the guest room and took a speedy shower before hopping into bed.
"How is your max still higher than mine when you've cut back on training?" Lauren griped as she spotted for me during my squats. I smirked but didn't use my breath to answer. I was just finishing my last set of reps, and I was determined to finish strong.
My glutes burned as I straightened up and finished off my set. I set the barbell back up on the hanger before sliding off the weights and stacking them up in their shelves. Lauren and I were covered in sweat as we headed into the showers. I glanced over and noticed a new tattoo on her upper thigh.
"What's the hummingbird for?" I asked as I rinsed the shampoo out of my hair. She looked down at her leg and smiled.
"Being resilient. You checking me out, K?" She winked over at me and flicked her wet hair. I laughed and rolled my eyes.
"Maybe. It seems I have a thing for people with ink." I joked. She smirked as I turned off the water and grabbed my towel before heading back into the locker room. I dried off and wrapped the towel around my head in a turban as I pulled on my thong and bra. I started on some mascara and eyeliner before getting dressed.
"So, is it weird that you're meeting his mom without him?" Lauren asked as she pulled her jeans on. I paused and looked in the mirror of my locker.
"I didn't think about it like that. Thanks a lot." I said with a nervous laugh. Lauren hugged me and kissed my cheek.
"I'll be there, chica. No worries." I smiled and nodded before going back to drawing on eyeliner.
"If I hadn't known you for years, it may be weird that you just hugged me half-naked." Lauren waved my comment off and pulled her bra on before slipping a lace, sheer tank over her head. I didn't mention it, but I was pretty sure she was wearing that for the Scott.
We tossed our duffels into the back of my car and set out on the road towards Charming. I tried to remember if I've ever even driven through the town before. My phone vibrated and I tossed it over to Lauren. I refused to text and drive, especially in my own car, so Lauren was always my secretary when I drove.
"From Happy: Morning. Miss your sexy ass." Lauren read aloud with a snicker. I cut my eyes over at her before giggling.
"Tell him we're headed to Charming now." I said as I turned onto the interstate. Lauren typed out the message quickly before turning the radio up. We were almost into town when my phone buzzed again.
"Happy, again. Wish I was." She read and stuck her bottom lip out in a sad frown. I sighed and nodded. It was times like these that it really hit me I was involved with an inmate. Lauren put the phone back in the cup holder without responding. Neither one of us had a good response for that.
I pulled into the lot of Teller-Morrow Automotive and cut the engine. The reaper on the wall and on the building across from the garage made it obvious I was in the right place. I took a deep breath with Lauren before we got out of the car. A very tall, bearded man walked out of the garage and towards Lauren and I.
"Can I help you?" His voice was deep but seemed kind. He looked about our age, maybe a couple years older. I was about to answer when Chibs came walking out of the little office connected to the garage.
"Katerina! Ya find us okay?" His smile grew as he looked from me to Lauren. Obviously, the attraction went both ways. The tall guy raised his brow and looked over at Chibs.
"Yeah, it's not like there's a lot of shops up here. You remember Lauren, right?" My question was completely rhetorical and I knew she was mentally kicking me at the moment. He nodded and looked her up and down.
"Friend of yours, brother?" The taller man asked as he lit a cigarette and offered Lauren and I each one. We declined with matching smiles.
"Aye, well, Katerina is a friend of Hap's. Katerina, Lauren, this is Opie." Chibs introduced his brother as he smacked a hand on his broad back. I couldn't help think about the little Opie on that show about a little country town, something about Mayberry, it wasn't too popular in Australia but I'd caught black and white reruns late at night when I moved here.
"Nice to meet you." I said with a smile as Opie nodded. His curiosity was written all over his face. Apparently, it was a little strange for a friend of Happy's to show up like this.
"I'll be right back. Gotta get tha key from inside." Chibs said as he motioned for Opie to follow him into what I assumed was their clubhouse. Lauren elbowed me in the ribs as soon as they were inside.
"Bitch." She said with a laugh. I winked at her and leaned on the back of my car. A tall, dark-haired woman with highlights was heading towards us with a shorter, pregnant brunette by her side. Both of them gave us looks of heavy suspicion.
"Everything okay?" The older woman asked as she stopped and crossed her arms over her chest. I nodded and smiled, hoping to ease the tension.
"Yeah, just waiting on Chibs. I'm Katerina Recker and this is Lauren Buckley." I said, nodding towards Lauren and reaching my hand out to shake the woman's. She didn't unfold her arms and her expression didn't soften. The younger woman raised her brow and looked between Lauren and I.
"How do you know Chibs?" She asked with a softer voice. She was obviously suspicious, but seemed less hostile than her companion. I decided to use Chibs' explanation.
"Friend of Happy's." I said, almost asking her if she was Tara. I knew Jax's old lady was pregnant, and she looked about the right age. The older woman and who I assumed was Tara grew more suspicious. Thankfully, Chibs and Opie emerged from the clubhouse wearing their kuttes seconds later.
"Follow me, lass." Chibs called over to me. He nodded at the two women we had been speaking with before getting on his bike. Opie did the same as Lauren and I got in my car.
"Apparently, your man doesn't have many friends." Lauren said with a laugh as we pulled out of the lot. I shrugged and concentrated on following Chibs and Opie. We stopped in front of a well-kept grey house with white trim. For some reason, I was surprised to see Happy's house look so normal.
Lauren and I got out of the car as Chibs and Opie turned their bikes off. I turned back and grabbed my cell before catching up to Lauren. She and Chibs were swapping numbers when I walked up.
"Here ya go. If ya don't mind I'm gonna stay out here. Opie can go in with ya." Chibs barely looked away from Lauren as he handed me a silver key. Opie rolled his eyes at his brother but gave me a closed lipped smile as we headed up the driveway.
I turned the knob and opened the door to a very clean house. It was nice and open with flowing, light hardwood floors and off white walls. The kitchen was updated and the living room looked comfortable with a huge, black leather couch. I noticed there wasn't a television as I walked down a hall towards his room. Opie stayed in the living room, explaining he'd never been in Happy's room before. I laughed and continued on down the hall.
His bedroom was flooded with natural light from huge bay windows and a sliding glass door that went out to a big, red stained deck and hot tub. I blushed as I thought about being in a hot tub with him. That blush only deepened when I looked over at the king sized bed adorned with black sheets and a silver quilt. I ran my hand over the quilt, wondering if we'd ever get between those sheets together.
I shook the thoughts from my mind and refocused on the task at hand. I opened the door to his closet, that was well organized, and grabbed the box labeled 'MA' sitting in the floor to the right. I closed the closet back and headed back to the living room. Opie nodded at me and opened the door like a gentleman. I locked the door back and followed Opie back towards the street.
I blushed a little at the sight of Laruen leaned up against the back of my car, wrapped up in Chibs' arms and mouth. I smirked as Opie coughed a little to get their attention. Lauren's face reddened as Chibs moved back and smiled at her before getting back on his bike.
"Don't be strangers, you two. Just cause your man is inside don't mean ya can't come to parties." Chibs said with a smile. I almost corrected him about Happy being "my man," until I decided I liked the sound of it. I nodded with a grin before putting the box in the back of my car and getting in the driver's seat. Lauren followed a couple seconds later with a goofy grin.
"I'm not the only one with a thing for bad boys." I said with a wink. Lauren cracked up laughing as I started the car. I handed my phone over to Lauren, who was still smiling like a school girl.
"Text him and let him know we got the package and I want to get him in the hot tub." I said with a smile plastered on my face. Lauren raised her brow at me but nodded and typed away as she danced to the music pumping through my speakers.