here it goes. Happy is home and Bri can finally chill.
I woke up late Monday morning feeling super anxious. Happy was coming home today. He was hurt, that worried me but I was more anxious about talking about him saying he loves me and abruptly hanging up on me.
"Nat." I shook the sleeping blonde in an attempt to wake her up but she slept through the shaking so I checked her pulse and let her sleep. Pushing the blankets off me I got out of bed. Pausing to stretch out my limbs. I left my room, not even bothering to shower or change yet.
"Morning." I jumped, startled by his voice.
"Mornin' Ortiz." I felt my heart slow down. "You're up early."
He shifted his weight. "Yeah, I slept really well, but I had to workout and juice."
"Is that good?" I pointed at the oddly colored juice in his cup.
"Yeah it is, want a sip?" He held the cup out to me and I took it. Taking a small sip. I let the fluid sit on my tongue before swallowing.
"It tastes alright, need more apples and carrots." I handed him the cup back. "You should put a shirt on before Nat wakes up, she's a tattoo freak. You should see her ink."
"Not a bigger tattoo freak than Hap." He smiled at me.
"She's almost there. She's got the ink just not the tattoo artist thing." I pulled open the fridge and frowned when I realized I didn't remember to buy orange juice, I grabbed an apple juice instead and let the door slam shut.
"How about your ink?" He gestured to my back.
"I told you its my gangsta ink." I chuckled. "I roll deep in this city."
"Is that so?"
"Yeah, I know more than the club gives me credit for. I know the power players around here. My dad keeps me educated."
He frowned at me. "The club gives you know credit."
"I know!" I examined my nails. "It's ok, men are dumb."
"I take offense to that."
"You're dumb in a man way, you're smart in moments like this." I drained my bottle of apple juice and tossed it into the recycling bin.
"True."
"Let's get ready for the boys to come back. Are they just going to the clubhouse?" I had to ask, I really didn't know the protocol.
"Yeah they are. I'm gonna need a ride."
"Ironhide." I whispered.
"Huh?"
"My truck, his name is Ironhide." I smirked.
"Really? After the transformer?"
"Yeah, may he rest in peace. I'm going to shower and change. I suggest you do the same."
"Got it." He said.
#
I stepped out of the shower, wrapping myself in my favorite fluffy white towel. I walked over to the counter, plugging in the hair dryer. I ran a comb through my wet locks and applied product before quickly drying them. I looked in the mirror, frowning, it wasn't perfect. I sighed and pulled my hair into a slick pony tail.
"Lotion." I stated to myself as I searched through the drawer and found my favorite cucumber melon lotion. I rubbed it in, taking in the scent before heading to find the perfect outfit.
"Morning." Natalie cooed. Her hair plastered to the side of her face.
"Hey sleeping beauty. You good?"
"Yeah I am. You're in a towel." She tugged on the corner of the towel.
"You missed out, I saw Juice's tattoos." I stepped away from her.
"You didn't wake me up!?" She hopped out of bed. "So mean, you didn't even wanna see 'em."
"I'm scarred."I flashed a fake horrifies face at her I walked to my dresser and pulled out a thong and slipped it on."I felt like he was my little brother. Is that weird?"
"I think it is." She studied my reflection in the dresser's mirror. "What're you gonna wear?"
"A white dress." I smiled as I walked into the closet. Happy loved when I wore white dresses. Loved it a lot.
"Cute, can I borrow clothes?"
"Yeah, yeah you can." I pulled a knee length bodycon dress from a hanger and slipped it on. I checked my reflection in the mirror and shook my head. My nipples and their jewelry were showing. I walked back to my dresser and pulled out a strapless bra and put it on, checking my reflection once more. I looked good. Happy would be happy, he'd probably try to hit a few guys though.
"You look like an angel from a porno." Natalie smacked my ass and I felt the sting for a few moments.
"That's what I was going for." I found a pair of spiked heels and stepped into them, suddenly feeling a whole lot taller then I probably should be. "I look sexy as fuck."
"Kill me. Happy is gonna jump you."
"Good, I need him to." I pulled on a short black jacket and walked out of the room. "Hurry up. We leave soon, with or without you." I yelled back at her.
SOASOASOA
My breath caught in my throat when I saw her walk into the living room. She was a vision of perfection. The dress hugged her womanly curves and I had to calm my rapidly increasing thoughts as she sat across from me.
"I like the heels." I pointed at them. They were covered in spikes and looked like they'd hurt if she kicked me.
"Thanks. They were a gift from my step mom. She always tries to buy my love with stuff. I can't complain though." She crossed her legs.
"Where's the head case?" I changed the subject.
"Getting dressed." She pulled on the hem of her dress and shifted. "I'm nervous."
"Why?"
She started to hiccup. "Because I don't want him to be too hurt. What if he's missing a finger!"
I laughed at her. "Calm down. He laid his bike out."
"What!?" She stood. "Natalie we're leaving now!" Her voice was loud and harsh.
"Calm down."
"No. That's a serious issue. He is hurt and I need to see him now."
I watched her grab her purse and keys and storm out the house, not even waiting for Natalie or myself. I jogged out and heard her truck start up. I sprinted to the passenger's side and pulled the door open and got in.
"Relax. You need to breathe Brianna."
"I'm breathing, I just need to see him with my own two eyes." She released her death grip on the steering wheel. "You drive."
"OK." We switched seats and she pressed the horn. It's sound blaring and Natalie came scrambling out of the house, her purse swinging on her arm. She pulled open the back door and got in.
"Sorry!" She yelled. "What's the emergency?"
"Just anxious is all." Brianna replied, sinking into her seat.
She hit the power button on the radio and rap music flooded the cab. I didn't know how she managed to listen to it without wanting to pull her hair out. Rap these days wasn't like rap from my childhood.
I pulled off the highway and soon we were passing the Welcome to Charming sign. I felt my blood go cold and my heart grow heavy. This really wasn't home.
"Ugh." Brianna said as the rap faded into an annoying static. She hit the power button and it went off. The truck silent once again.
"When we get there the guys will be in the chapel, so don't go barging into the clubhouse hellbent on babying Happy."
"I don't plan on babying him, I plan on giving him a once over and loving on him." Her voice was barely above a whisper.
We pulled into the compound and I drove the truck up as close as I could to the clubhouse and parked. Cutting the engine off and handing her keys back. I hopped out of the truck and instantly regretted it, a pain jolted through me, from my toes to my head and I held my arms out to stay upright.
"You good?" Bri asked me, concern covering her face. How'd she get out of the truck in those damn heels?
"Yeah, let's go." I led us through the clubhouse and found my brothers in the chapel. I entered and closed the doors behind me.
"Juicy!" Chibs yelled and pulled me into a hug. "Ye look like shite still!"
I smiled. "I know."
"How'd you get here?" Jax asked.
"Ironhide." I replied.
"That fuckin' beast of a truck." Happy rasped from the corner. He was all bandaged in some spots but most of his arm right arm was covered in road rash.
"Yeah."
"So Bri is here?" Jax asked.
"Yeah, wait until you see her." I smiled. "Wait, don't stare."
"What's wrong with her?" Happy stood with a wince.
"You have to see for yourself."
He limped past me and threw open the doors and staggered out. All of us following behind him.
"Jesus Christ." Jax said behind me.
"Holy shit, that's a wet dream." Tig moved to get a better view.
"I'm in love." Chibs whistled.
I shook my head and frowned as she snaked her arms around Happy and squeezed him.
SOASOASOA
"You look like shit Hap." I grabbed him by the front of his cut and yanked it as hard as I could. "You hurting?"
"No." He rasped. "I'm fine."
"You don't look fine. Babe, you need to be seen by a doctor." I was fussing over him. He looked like he'd battled a cheese grater.
"I'm standing with a doctor!" He rested his hands on my hips and squeezed. "I'm living, I'm good."
"Ugh, Happy." I sighed and rested my head on his shoulder.
"You were tryin' to kill me though, wearin' this dress." He pulled on the low neckline. "You look so good."
"I knew you'd love it." I smiled.
"Let's go outside." He limped his way outside the clubhouse and sat on the picnic table's bench and pulled me onto his lap.
"I missed you babes." I kissed the snake on his head. "So much."
"I missed you." He squeezed my arm. "I love you Bri." He whispered.
"I love you too." I felt my body start to tingle. He said it again! My mind was going to explode! "I'm glad you're alive, but why weren't you wearing your usual long sleeves while you rode?"
"It was spontaneous, had to chase someone. I wasn't thinkin'." He ran a rough thumb over my lips. "I'll think next time."
"You promise?"
"Sure. You can't wear this dress here again or the heels, gave the MC chubs." He smirked. He started searching his pockets for something and came up empty handed.
"You need a toothpick babe?" I searched thru my purse and found a box of them, sliding it open he took one and I did the same.
"Cinnamon flavored?" He shook his head but didn't toss it away.
"Yeah, tastes like red hots." I smiled at him.
"Let's go home?" He pulled me down against him, letting me know he wanted me in a more intimate way.
"What about Natalie and Juice?"
"The prospect can give them a ride back later." He grabbed my hand and led me to the truck. He climbed up, not struggling like I thought he would. He was tougher than I gave him credit for. I was in by the time he started the truck. I placed my feet on the dashboard and sunk into the leather seat as he pulled out of TM. I sent Natalie a text telling her we left and not to come back for a few hours.
"You ok Bri?" He asked me.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Don't fuckin' lie to me." He narrowed his eyes at me.
"I was worried! Then Juice told me you laid your bike out and I freaked out."
"I told you to relax and not worry."
"That doesn't have the affect you think it does. It made me worry more." I toyed with the buttons on the radio and resisted the urge to fill the silence with music. "I just don't want to lose you."
"You won't, not yet at least."
"Promise?"
"Yeah, I promise." That made me feel good, I smiled at him and held his hand. "Don't be a head case Brianna."
I laughed at him using my favorite term. "I'm not a head case. Natalie is. She tried to shower with Juice."
"She's a slut." He rasped. "She's a bad influence on you."
I rolled my eyes at him. "So mean, she's just young and lost and she's pregnant! Gotta look after her, like I did with my screwball sister."
"Don't get any ideas from that bitch being pregnant." He looked at me.
"Don't plan on it. I don't care about having kids." He smirked and kissed my hand, not letting it go until we got home.
He pulled the truck into the driveway next to my neglected sports car. I frowned at the sight of dirt making a home on the black paint. I'd have to wash it before the weekend.
"Change, I gotta see my ma and aunt." He helped me out of the truck and held my hand and led me into the house.
"Alright." I smiled, I hadn't been by to sit and visit with the women in a while, work was getting in the way. "You need a shower?"
"Yeah I do." He pulled off his shirt as we walked through the house. I cringed at the site. The road rash was covering most of his upper body. It looked downright painful.
"I'll join you." I followed him into our room. The bed still disheveled from Natalie and I sleeping in it.
"No." He stopped at the bathroom door and looked at me. "You change."
"I want to shower with you." I didn't back down, we were eye level now. The heels giving me the added inches to meet his gaze head on.
"I said no." He held his hand up as I moved towards him.
"Whatever." I turned the other way and walked into the closet, stepping out of the heels and shrugging off the jacket. I sat on the floor and collected my thoughts as I looked through shoeboxes to find my favorite pair of converse to set aside for later.
I heard the water turn on and stood, wiggling out of my dress and undergarments. I tip toed my way into the bathroom.
"I thought I said no." He rasped from the shower but slid open the door and let me step in.
"Yeah, well we know I'm hardheaded."
"You are, I love it." He pushed me against the tiled wall and kissed my neck.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and melted into him. His lips moved from my neck to my jawline and settled on my mouth. I kissed him back as hard as he kissed me, my mouth opening to allow his eager tongue inside. His hands traveled up my sides and wrapped around my neck, he squeezed softly and I smiled against his mouth. I grabbed his wrists and squeezed, letting him know to tighten his grip.
"Hap." I struggled to get out. "Take me."
He grunted and let go of my neck, grabbing my waist he lifted me up, I wrapped my legs loosely around him. He smirked at me as he reached between my legs and ran a finger through my slit, before he slid it in. My eyes closed and my mouth fell open as he added another finger, the in and out twisting motion had my orgasm building quickly. I gripped his shoulders and whimpered as he pulled his fingers out, leaving me empty and on edge, but he quickly replaced his fingers with his hard cock. He slammed into me with full force.
"Fuck." I sunk my teeth into his neck and he let out a sharp hiss as he slammed into me over and over. His fingers dug into my hips as he held me against the wall and slowed his pace. His mouth found my nipples and he nipped at them, the left, then the right. His teeth bit into the soft flesh of my breasts, I could feel the bites even after his mouth moved back to my neck. Sucking viciously at the delicate skin as he angled himself up into me, his cock hitting my sacred spot as my orgasm came flooding over me, my eyes not being able to focus on his face anymore.
I let out a series of moans and whimpers as he slipped out of me. I frowned at him. "Bed." He barked as he he opened the door and stepped out, my legs still wrapped around him. He dropped me on the bed and smacked my thigh, I flipped over. Positioning myself on my hands and knees. He gripped my hips and thrust into me, with vigor and purpose.
"Happy." I moaned into the pillow I clutched violently and rolled my hips back to meet his rhythm. His hands tangled into my wet hair and pulled hard causing my back to arch.
"So good." He rasped as he wrapped his arm around neck and pulled me back against him. My back against his chest, his pace speeding up, letting me know his own orgasm was close. "Shit." He moaned into my ear as he started to climax.
I rolled my hips back against him eager to receive every last drop of his essence. "Love you." I whispered as he let me go and collapsed on top of me.
"Love you too." He rolled off me and reached into his nightstand for a cigarette and lighter. I heard the lighter click and frowned, I hated when he smoked in bed but I wasn't about to complain after that much needed round of sex.
I got up and walked into the bathroom, grabbing a hand towel from the shelf and wetting it with warm water. I reached into the shower and shut off the water.
"Lowman." I spoke as I walked back into the room, smiling as he stubbed out the cigarette. I crawled on the bed and over to him, dragging the warm towel over him, cleaning him off, then sat back and wiped myself down.
"Thanks, Kova." He smirked. He still couldn't pronounce my last name and he was stubborn about it when I tried to have him repeat it after me.
"You still wanna go see your ma and aunt?" I asked trailing a finger over his collarbone.
"Yeah, they called me, I said I would." He sat up. "They'll be happy to see their favorite doctor."
"I love those women." I smiled, they were like my own mom and aunt. They welcomed me into their lives, home, and hearts without a second thought and introduced me to Happy. I loved all three of them to death.
"Get dressed."
"You do the same." I climbed over him and walked around to the closet. "I hope they cooked, I'm starving."
"Probably did." He had snuck up behind me, he was too quiet for such a tall had always managed to scare me when we were first getting acquainted.
It was two in the morning when I walked into my house, Natalie stumbling in behind me. Once again she had partied herself into a drunken mess. I shut and locked the door behind her.
"Nat, come on!" I dragged her by her arms when she fell on the ground to the bathroom and left her on the floor.
I walked back into the living room, I turned on the lights before making my way to the kitchen for a bottle of water and crackers for Natalie.
"Bri." I jumped out of my skin and stumbled backwards at the sound of the voice. I hit the wall with a thud and stood up and turned on the light.
"Fucking asshole." I rubbed the back of my head and studied the man in my was most as drunk as Natalie. How did he even get in? I didn't even see his bike out front. "Happy, seriously? Why do you always have to scare me?"
"It's fun." He smirked down at me.
"Wear long sleeves." I handed him a black flannel and moved to find myself something, a long sleeved black t shirt and white jeans. Simple but cute, and coordinated with Happy.
"You sure like to boss me around." He pulled on a tank top before slipping on the flannel.
"I'm the boss." I stomped my foot and pouted and he smiled. "I'm not bossing you around, I'm just offering you loving advice, take it or leave it Lowman."
"H Kova." He snarled but it didn't have the desired affect he wanted it to.
"Hohrykova." I pointed at him while I pulled on my favorite beat up black converse.
"Shits hard to say." He said smugly.
"Whatever." I laughed. "At least you don't gotta pronounce my birth name."
"Thankfully. You ready?"
"Yeah, let's take the H mobile." I strolled out the room and through the house ahead of him, grabbing the keys off the hook and swaggered out to the car.
"I don't see why you mark your shit. You can't stay hidden with your name plastered on everything." He frowned at the back window.
"I'm not in hiding, I like standing out, no one looks for anyone in plain sight." I tossed the keys at him and got into the passenger's seat.
"Yeah, but you're connected to the Sons and Mayans now, you have to be a little fuckin' discreet." He started the car and backed out of the driveway. He had a point but I wasn't going to tell him that up front.
"I'll be discreet if you can remove the H off the window without messing my car up." I hit the power button on the radio and Happy turned it off before the beat even flowed from the speakers.
"Your taste in music is shit." He sped through the streets until he reached the highway and his speed almost doubled.I hurried and fastened my seatbelt as he weaved in and out of lanes.
"You're going to get pulled over." I toyed with the window control. Watching it go up and down, appreciating the way the tint dulled the glare of the late afternoon sun.
"So." He groaned.
"Never mind then." I rolled my eyes at his profile. "Don't be mean."
"I won't be mean if you stop pouting." He looked at me. "I can see you out the corner of my eye."
"Alright. I just like music." I dragged my teeth over my lips and stared out the window at the water, taking note of the boats that seemed to casually float along.
"Listen to the shit my ma does." He hit the power button on the radio, scrolling until mariachi music filled the space. I bit back a smile and danced on the inside.
#
We pulled into the driveway of the house his ma and aunt shared. Their beat up Honda Accord parked ahead of us. He cut the engine and the music stopped and I frowned. I was just starting to feel the groove. I got out of the car and took his hand and let him lead me up the familiar weather worn sidewalk and creaky wooden steps.
"Happy!" His ma yelled when she saw us throw the mesh screen door. He pulled it open and let me walk through it before him. "Brianna." She pulled me into a tight hug and I hugged her back just as tight.
"Hey ma." He gathered her into a hug and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"How are you two?" She pushed us into the small dining area.
"I'm good!" I smiled at her. "Finally got my own real office at work."
"Oh, mija que bueno." She reached over and squeezed my hand. "So proud of you."
"Thanks ma."
"I didn't get an office." Happy scoffed, interrupting our moment.
"The road is your office." I told him, grabbing his hand.
"How's the club?" His ma asked, as she pulled the tops off the dishes that lined the middle of the small table.
"They're good, didn't lose anyone." He stalled. "I did lay my bike down."
His mom dropped the plate in her hand on the table and rushed to inspect her son. "You ok?" She searched his face.
"Yeah, ma. I'm good. I don't need you fussing over me. Bri does enough of that for you all." He smirked at me.
"I fuss over you because I care." I took my phone out of my pocket and set it face down on the table.
"She loves you Happy." Ma said as she smiled at the both of us.
"I know, I love her too." We both looked at him in shock. He didn't usually divulge his feelings like this.
"Mira, my son is in love. He's acting a little loco. That accident made you realize it huh?" She put it together, even I hadn't caught that coincidence.
"I always knew it, it just made me want her to know it." He smiled at us. A genuine Happy Lowman smile.
"So how about some grandkids?" She was staring right at him and he started to squirm.
"I'm too old." He picked up his fork and started digging into the food in front of him.
"But she's not." Now it was my time to squirm in my seat. I shrugged and smiled at her.
"Baby steps, maybe we'll try to raise a puppy first." I looked at her and she nodded and smiled at me.
"Where's my aunt?" Happy asked.
"On a date, with that hunk from across the street."
I laughed. The hunk across the street was smooth talking seventy year old Ignacio. "Oh man. She better take it easy on him. He can't dance like her."
"I know! He might break a hip." She was laughing with me and Happy was staring at us like we were crazy.
"Clucking like hens." He shook his head and went back to eating.
"She wants to get the botox!" Ma was talking excitedly with her hands. "I said no. It'd be a waste." She laughed and it was a familiar sound. I loved it.
"I can hook her up. Perks of the job."
"Oh, no. She already thinks she's 40 again don't need her acting your age. No bueno, muneca, no bueno."
"Well, if you change her mind call me." I chuckled. "How's your medicine doing?"
"Good, less expensive these days." Happy interjected. I almost forgot he was sitting with us.
"Good." I flipped my ringing phone over and frowned at the screen. "I need take this, its my dad." I got up and walked out the house and answered it.
"Hey." I said into the phone.
"Business calls. Tomorrow. Usual spot. 7 pm." He said, the call ended. I looked at the screen before hitting the power button to lock it.
I walked back in and sat back down. Listening to Happy and Ma talk about him fixing her accord and him saying she just needs a new one.
I sat back and let my mind wander.
"Shit!" Happy yelled as his wrench fell into the car once again. He bent at the waist trying to fish it out.
"Lemme help." I appeared at his side and leaned over and grasped the wrench and pulled it free.
"Thanks." His voice was a low rasp.
"I can help with more than that." I wiped my hand on the rag hanging from his back pocket.
"You're a doctor not a mechanic." He wiped a hand across his brow.
"Doesn't mean I don't know about are you always trying to ice me out Happy?" I grabbed his chin and yanked his head in my direction.
"Because you distract me! I can never fuckin' focus when you're around and you make me care!" He was in my face his voice was louder but he wasn't yelling just yet.
"That's a bad thing?" I shot back at him. "Caring isn't bad."
"It is for me. It messes up my job." He shook my shoulders. "I can't care about your mean ass."
"Yeah you can and you do. So man up Lowman and fucking own up to your feelings."
He leaned down and kissed me roughly. His hands squeezed my neck. He pulled away and stared at me. "Don't make me regret this Brianna."
Almost three years later and he was still as stubborn with his feelings for me. I squeezed his elbow and smiled at him. He nodded at me and pulled me in for a side hug.
"Do you work tomorrow?" Ma asked me.
"No, I don't work this week at all." I bit the inside of my left cheek.
"Why?" Happy asked.
"Because I was scheduled to have the week off by the owner, I'm on call though. In case they need to push off a nose job or lipo on me."
"That sucks." Ma said.
"It really does, I have to build my reputation first though and then I'll get steady work. I'm the new kid with the hard to pronounce name." I laughed and she joined in.
"Katarzyna Hohrykova." Ma said doing her best to imitate my accent.
"That's a mouthful." Happy chuckled. "It's pretty though."
"Yeah, but bad memories attached to Katarzyna." I shook my head. Too many bad memories.
"Yeah." Ma rubbed my back. "Poor baby." She kissed my cheek. "You got a good family now muneca. Don't forget that. We love you."
"I love you guys. Best family I could be brought into." I stood and hugged her, she was substantially shorter than me so I bent at the waist.
"You two get going, maybe get that puppy on the way home."
"We will." Happy pulled us both into a hug and squeezed. "Love you ma. Tell my aunt to behave, no more dates!"
"Bye, Hap." She kissed his cheek and pushed us out the house. "Go get me my furry grand baby."
"We're going." He placed a hand on my hip and lead me out the house. "Call me later."
"You really want a puppy?" He asked as we got into the car.
"Yeah, I want a girl puppy." I slipped my hand in his as he backed out of the driveway and headed home.
"Really a girl?" He grimaced. "No small dogs."
"I want a bulldog."
"Which kind?"
"English." I licked my finger and stuck it in his ear and he jumped. "Wet willy for the win!" I laughed and he reached over and tickled my side, knowing I couldn't escape.
"You're never gonna win."
"I have hope." I leaned over and kissed his neck. "Now let's get ma her furry grand baby."
"I have a friend coming to town, he needs a place to crash. I offered him your place."
I hated when he just randomly changed the subject abruptly during our conversations, it annoyed me completely.
"Who?" I studied his profile in the dim lighting of the car.
"Kozik."
"The blonde pervert?" I sighed. "That's cool. As long as he is less perverse."
"I can't make no fuckin' promise." He looked behind him before veering off the highway. "We're being followed."
I looked back and noticed the motorcycles behind us and frowned. I didn't even hear them come up behind us but Happy had. He was always observant. Always looking and taking in the surroundings while he let me talk.
"You carrying?" I asked him and he shook his head no. "Seriously?"
"I lost my guns on the highway." He turned left and the motorcycles stayed with us.
I reached into the glove box and pulled out the glock and handed it to him, before reaching under my seat and grabbing the Berretta and placing it in my lap.
"That's my girl." Happy squeezed my thigh as we prepped for a possible shoot out. "Shoot first, question later."
A/N: had to introduce a threat that'd sort of unite all parties so stick with the story to find out who is following the couple. Once again thanks for the reads, reviews, and follows. I appreciate them all. :)