Chapter 17

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"So. Tell me about your books." Happy suddenly asked making her eyes go wide.

He just sat there smirking at her as she composed herself.

"I didn't know you were listening in to mine and Lyla's conversation." She stated.

"Me and Opie both were." He grinned at her, "Now tell me about them."

"Uh. What do you want to know?" She stuttered.

It made him proud that he was getting her all flustered like this. She was normally so composed!

"Everything. How'd you start writing erotica? How long have you been writing? Do your parents know? How successful are you?" He shrugged, "Everything."

"Yes, my parents know. They weren't too thrilled when I first started out though. (She chuckled making him grin at her) I started writing stories back in middle school. I was published in our high school paper for a short story I'd written. It wasn't until my senior year of high school did I start writing actual erotica. A publisher found me and wanted to publish my first novel. Things went from there." She explained.

"So how successful are you?" He inquired.

"Quite. I write under a pen name to help keep my regular life separate from my writing life." She explained, "I bought my car on my own with funds I'd received from sales of one of my books."

"I see."

"I've written quite a few books. I'll be loaning one to Lyla in the next few days. I could lend you one too so you can judge for yourself just how good of a writer I am." She teased him.

"Maybe I'll take you up on that offer." He countered.

He was certain she was a virgin and had no experience with sex so this so-called erotic novel seemed outlandish. When he and Opie had begun listening in to Isabella talking to Lyla about her books, both nodded wanting to read and see for themselves how good of a writer she was.

"Well then. I'll have to fetch you one I think you'll like when you take me home later." She smirked.

When Isabella began to yawn, Happy figured it was time for him to take her home. He desperately wanted to spend the night and hold her in his arms but that wasn't allowed while courting her. It was driving him mad, especially the no sex, but he wanted to do things right with her. He was getting to know her on a much deeper level than if he had already succumbed to sleeping with her. He knew he wouldn't care too much about her background, what she liked, whether her parents liked him or not if they were already sleeping together. She was special and deserved to be treated as such even if he was starting to go insane.

She thanked him for the tour of his home, the wonderful meal, and the great afternoon out on his bike after he walked her to her door. She told him to wait there and she'd go fetch the book for him. He entered her condo after her and watched her walk down the hall then enter the first bedroom on the right side of the hallway. She emerged a few minutes later and handed him over a paperback novel. "Raptured and Ravenous by I.S. Abella" the cover read. He raised his eyebrow at her making her giggle. She assured him she was sure he'd like it and hoped he'd let her know his thoughts on it when he was done reading it. He promised he would making her smile at him.

"Was this your first book?" He inquired.

"No. It was...I believe my fourth." She replied.

"Wow. How many books do you have?" He asked.

"Ten. At the moment. I'm currently in the middle of writing my next novel." She explained with a slight tint to her cheeks.

"What's it called? What's it about?" He asked.

"If I told you that, it wouldn't be a surprise." She winked at him, "But I'm calling the book "Handsome and Haunting" which I think is fitting for the main male character."

"Huh. Sounds...interesting." His lips upturned ever so slightly.

"I hope so. Fans on some message boards are dying for the new book and the little tidbits that have been released have driven them crazy." Isabella chuckled, "My publisher and I like giving them little bits here and there to satisfy them until the book is released. A teaser if you will."

"Wow."

"Thank you again for today, Happy. I really enjoyed myself." She told him, "I hope you'll enjoy the book."

"I'm sure I will. Have a good night, Isabella." He stated before pulling her in for a passionate kiss.

Although the no sex was apart of their religion's courting rituals and she agreed with them because of the principals, she was definitely wondering what Happy was like in bed.

He made sure she shut the door and locked it before walking down to his bike and heading off towards the clubhouse. He quite often, most of the time he realized, stayed at the clubhouse instead of his own residence. Although he liked having his space and solitude, there was something about having other people around when he was in the mood to talk to them that he liked. He would have to start staying at his own home if he and Isabella got married. He shook his head. 'When, not if. The goal here is marriage.' he reminded himself as he walked up to the bar and had the prospect hand him a beer. Could he handle that? He had a lot of enemies and she would be a liability to him. On the flip side, he was loving spending time with her and was dying to get her into bed. Was the danger worth it?

He plopped down on his bed with a sigh. None of the Sons ever had to work this hard for a woman. Isabella was special and he wanted to do right by her. If jumping through hoops was what he had to do, then so be it. They seemed to get along really well, she had such an easy-going personality, she seemed to fit in everywhere she went, she didn't offend easily which was a good thing. He hoped she'd be able to handle things when the club got into trouble and things got rough with the club. Could she handle him going to prison again? What would her parents think of him? He chugged a good portion of his beer before setting the bottle down on the floor so he could take off his boots.

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