What happens to the Tacoma Killah when she pulls into the garage needing a flat changed?
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Friday night had rolled around and Isabella was excited. She was officially meeting Happy's brothers in his MC and it made her feel like he was honestly opening up his life to her. She took a quick shower, blow drying her hair before curling it into large, soft curls which she left to frame her face, then did a light purple smokey eyeshadow that matched the dress she'd picked out for the evening. She'd already set her GPS for Gemma's house so she knew how long she had before she needed to leave. Once she was dressed, she looked herself over in the mirror and smiled. She looked good and she hoped Happy was going to like the way she was dressed. After all, she was there to make an impression.
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She slipped on the tennis bracelet Happy had bought her to accessorize the ensemble. With a head nod, she left her condo. Happy was sitting outside Gemma and Clay's house waiting on Isabella to arrive while he smoked a joint to calm his nerves. Gemma had never seen Happy so unglued before and she wondered who this woman was that he was so nervous about meeting the family. Isabella found a place to park across the street from the house she was heading to and parked. Happy was sitting on his bike waiting for her when she arrived. He quickly pulled her in for a passionate kiss before they headed inside.
"Now I gotta warn you. These are bikers. Forgive their language, crude jokes, and staring. Most are not what you'd call gentlemen." Happy told her.
"Sweetie, I'll be fine. Relax." She smiled up at him.
"I just...I have this reputation." He sighed, "And seeing you...it's going to be a shock to them."
She giggled making him smile at her.
"It'll be fine." She reassured him.
He took a deep breath and stood up before heading to the front door. Bobby greeted Happy with a nod and a smile. When Isabella entered right behind him, all chatter in the room stopped. Tig eyed her up and down like a lion looking over a wounded gazelle. Isabella just stood there smiling sweetly as she looked around at all the staring faces.
"Who's she?" Ratboy asked.
"This is Isabella." Happy stated, "That's Ratboy, Tig, Bobby, Juice, Chibs, the blond over there is Jax and next to him is Clay. You already know Gemma." Happy stated.
"It's nice to finally make your acquaintance." She smiled, voice soft and sweet as ever.
"Nice t' meet ya too, lass." Chibs' accent thicker than normal.
"Quit staring, Tig." Happy demanded, glaring at the SAA.
"How the fuck did you two end up together?" Tig blurted out making her giggle.
Most bikers stared at her as she did but she didn't mind the question.
"Long story. Leave it at that." Happy stated, "Why don't you go see if Gemma needs any help."
"Ok." Isabella sweetly replied before gliding through the living room into the kitchen.
"Seriously, she's...all innocent and sweet!" Juice blurted out making Happy grunt.
