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…Chapter Two…

Later on that night, Happy couldn't find Desirae anywhere, so he went to look for her. As he was about to walk outside, a crow - eater named Gigi, stepped in front of his path, putting her hands on his chest. "Where you going, Killa?" he didn't respond, he just glared at her. "How 'bout we go to your room?"

Happy chuckled, removing Gigi's hands. "Nah, go fuck with someone else."

"Come on, Hap."

"No… now run the fuck along." then Happy walked out of the clubhouse, leaving Gigi stunned. After searching the grounds of T - M, he finally found Desirae, sitting on the roof of one of the buildings, so he went up there. "Hey." he walked up to her, seeing a bottle of Patron in her hand. "What are you doing up here?"

"Oh, just thinking." she lifted up her hand. "And drinking." she laughed a little. "Thinking and drinking."

"Okay, thinking about what?" he asked, sitting down next to her.

"Everything… I mean, I'm happy that I'm home around everyone I love, it's just a little overwhelming."

Happy nudged her arm. "You'll get used to it, Girl."

"Yeah, I know." she sighed, taking a sip.

"Where's Jaden?" he asked, snatching the bottle and taking a swig.

"Gemma took him to her place, since she's got Abel and Thomas tonight." Desirae paused. "I can't believe how big Jaden has gotten."

"He's a growing boy, Des, and sometimes I can't believe it either, and he's really smart for his age."

"I'm glad." she grabbed her bottle back and took a big swig of it, then smacked Happy on his leg. "And I want to thank you for watching over Jaden. Keeping him safe, protected, and of course, loved."

Happy rested his hand on top of hers. "I promised you I would and just because you're home, doesn't mean I'm gonna stop." Desirae looked over at him and smiled, or at least, she tried to, making him chuckle. "So, how drunk are you?"

"Uh." she stared at the bottle and laughed. "Your guess is as good as mine. I mean, I am the guest of honor, and it's the Irish in me." she took another drink. "And it's my welcome home party, Mister."

"It's good that you're having fun."

Desirae stood up, but lost her balance, and luckily Happy caught her in time, before she fell flat on her face, which made her laugh her ass off. "Whoops, my bad."

Suddenly, Happy leaned in and kissed her. Desirae dropped the bottle of Patron and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back. About a minute later, Happy stopped, and Desirae was giving him a funny look. "Shit." he muttered.

"Uh… am I really that drunk?" she laughed and before Happy could respond, she let go of him, and headed down the ladder. "I think it's passed my bedtime. Good night, Hap."

Happy sighed, watching her climb down and stumble into the clubhouse. "Shit." he groaned, shaking his head, but he wasn't sorry about it. "Fuck this." he said, after five minutes, climbing down the ladder, then he followed Desirae.

"Where have you been, Killa?"

"Gigi, you're drunk." Happy tried pushing her away, but she wouldn't let go, and it was pissing him off.

"Come on, Baby." Gigi said, over and over.

"I don't have time for this shit." he looked around and didn't see Desirae anywhere, or really anyone else for that matter. They were either gone or passed out somewhere, but he did see one of the Prospects. "Oscar, come here."

"Uh, okay." Oscar slowly walked up to him with his eyebrow raised. "What's up?"

"Do something with this." Happy passed Gigi on to him, who was on the verge of passing out.

"What do I do with her?"

Happy grabbed a bottle of Jack and started walking away, then he waved his other hand. "Do whatever the fuck you want, just keep the bitch away from me."

"Okay." Oscar nodded, then all of a sudden, Gigi fell on the ground, and started to snore. He just laughed, walking away, shaking his head, and just left her there.

...

As Happy was checking all the rooms for Desirae, he was downing the bottle of Jack. When the alcohol was almost gone, he found her in the last room, dancing around to the music on her iPod, in a tight fitted, grey Army shirt, with grey cheeky boy shorts, and her combat boots. Happy thought she was sexy as hell.

Taking a deep breath, he walked inside, and shut the door, then locked it. Happy just kept staring at her and drinking as he leaned up against the wall, then he chuckled, making her turn around, and gasp.

"Shit, Hap… didn't know you were there." Desirae tried balancing herself a little. "I thought you were…" she paused to think, tapping her finger on her chin. "Wait, where were you?"

"On the roof."

"Right." she laughed out loud. "I knew that, because you." she put her finger on his stomach, traveling up his chest, and poked it a few times. "You, Sir… kissed me." Happy opened his mouth to say something, but Desirae put her finger to his lips. "Shhh." he gave her a 'what-the-hell' look, making her laugh. "I said, shhh." she paused. "Dance with me."

"What?"

"Dance with me." she repeated, batting her eyelashes at him. "Don't be a pussy… just dance with me, I won't tell anyone."

"Desi, I don't dance."

"Fine." she huffed. "I'll dance by myself." as she walked away, Happy grabbed her arm and spun her around to face him, closing the gap in between them. "Oh, are you gonna da…" she got cut off by Happy's lips, crashing on hers.

Desirae hopped up, wrapping her legs around his waist, and her arms wrapped around his neck. Happy quickly turned off the light, before he slammed Desirae and himself on the bed.

Desirae unbuckled Happy's belt and unzipped his jeans, then he pushed them off, but as he was about to take off his cut, she grabbed it, stopping him. "What?" he breathed out.

"Leave it on?" she gave him that sexy smirk and he couldn't refuse, but he only took it off for a seconds to take off his plain black t-shirt that was underneath, and put his cut back on, before climbing back on top of Desirae, giving her his welcome home present.

A/N: Yes, it's a bit on the short side, but that's okay, right? The next chapter will be longer. Thanks for reading and don't forget to review, my lovely's!