Chapter 47

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After she put away all the groceries, she figured she should head to the garage and let her husband know about the unwanted guest in town just in case he tried to start something. She drove carefully not speeding, stopping at all stop signs, slowing at yellow lights, using her blinker for every turn. She was always a careful driver but she was very paranoid today. Quinn was surprised to see Harlow pulling into the lot. It wasn't lunchtime yet so he was sure she wasn't bringing him lunch. He walked over to see what she wanted and could immediately tell something was wrong.

"Baby Doll, what's wrong? You're upset." He asked.

"I was out grocery shopping a little bit ago. I saw someone I never thought I'd see in Charming." She tried to explain.

"Who?"

"My ex's father. I don't know why he's here or if he seen me or not." She stated.

Quinn pulled her into his arms, "It's going to be ok, Baby Doll. He's gotta go through me AND the club to get to you."

"Thank you." She whispered as she snaked her arms around his waist.

As they stood there just holding onto one another, a black Nissan with Texas plates pulled into the parking lot. Tig walked over wiping his hands on a grease rag to see what the person wanted. The older guy looked around and he finally landed on Harlow and Quinn. He smirked as he walked over. Tig quickly followed suit already not liking this guy.

"So this is where you landed after you abandoned my son, huh?" The older guy stated.

"He left me after I told him I was pregnant. He didn't want to be with me or be a father to my child. I moved to start fresh." She hissed, eyes narrowing as she spoke.

Quinn always treated Willow like she was biologically his so this was a stark reminder to Tig that Willow was actually another man's child.

"Looks like he left you for good reason. Shacking up with bikers?" The guy sneered.

"I have an amazing life with these bikers. My child is well protected and very loved by the entire club. I wouldn't talk shit or you might find out how protective these guys get." Harlow warned him.

"Are you threatening me, little girl?" The guy exclaimed as Jax, Chibs, and Happy walked over to see what was going on.

"Not a threat, just a warning." She smirked as Quinn tightened his grip on her shoulders.

"Didn't sound like a warning to me." He retorted.

"Why don't you just leave? You're not wanted around here." Quinn stated.

"Fuck off, freak. I came to ask Harlow about my son." The guy replied.

"I haven't seen that loser since the night he walked out on me." She confidently stated.

"Is that so?" He asked, "Because he told me like two years ago he was coming out here to find you."

"Well he didn't." She crossed her arms across her chest.

"You need to leave. You're disrupting my business." Jax told him.

"Fuck off. I'm not leaving until I get the answers I came for." The guy told the biker leader.

"I wouldn't bow up against these guys. They don't take too kindly to be being disrespected." She warned him.

"I'm not afraid of a bunch of pussy bikers. What are they gonna do anyways?" He huffed.

"Happy here will shoot you between the eyes if we let him." Tig smirked as Happy reached for his gun.

"You were told to leave." Harlow insisted.

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