Savannah Harper has lived in Charming all of her life but as the daughter of a preacher, she's led a pretty sheltered life. When Gemma Teller-Morrow hires her to help out with the SAMCRO kids and the office at TM, to say that she has a culture shoc...
Charlie walked in the office and plopped down on the couch by the front door. Savannah grinned. "Hard day at the salt mines?"
Charlie nodded and sighed. "Yeah, killer geometry test. Hey, Ellie wants me to spend the night."
Savannah arched a brow. "It's a school night."
Charlie shrugged. "I know, but she has to go to school too. Harmony said she'd be in to talk to you in a second."
Savannah looked at Gemma, who looked back with a blank face, making Savannah sigh. "I'm being set up for something, aren't I?"
Gemma shrugged. "Not really. We just thought that Charlie could spend the night with Harmony and Opie and that would leave you a free evening. You know, if you wanted to talk to Juice about anything."
Savannah shook her head as Harmony walked into the office and shut the door behind herself, handing a squirming Parker to Charlie. "You're pushy, you know that?"
Gemma just grinned as Harmony snorted in amusement. "Honey, that's just one of her many charms. So did Charlie tell you what the plans for the evening are?"
Savannah nodded but pointed a finger at Harmony. "I'm beginning to think that you're as bad as Gemma is. What if Juice is busy tonight?"
Gemma chuckled. "Sweetheart, you tell him you want to spend the evening with him, he'll be unbusy in a hurry."
Savannah shook her head. "I don't think this is a good idea."
Charlie spoke up from the couch as she bounced a giggling Parker on her knee. "Did you finally tell them about Hale?" All three women turned and stared at the teen as she shrugged. "What? People always think that little kids aren't paying attention, but they are. I know what happened when you were in school, and if Gemma thinks you need to tell Juice, she's right."
Savannah stared at her sister for a moment before speaking. "You knew... why didn't you ever say anything?"
Charlie tilted her head and grinned. "I figured if you wanted to talk about it, you would. Now you are, which is good. You need to get it out there, stop holding it in."
Savannah looked at Gemma, who looked to be as much in shock as she was. "I swear, sometimes I feel like I'm talking to a forty-year-old midget." She turned to Charlie, who was snickering. "How did you get so smart?"
Charlie shrugged. "I just pay attention, that's all." She stood up with Parker in her arms and opened the office door. "Tell Juice, Savvy."
Savannah sighed and shook her head. "I guess I'm telling Juice. God help us all."
Juice grinned as he took a step closer to Savannah. "You scared?"
Savannah snorted and flipped her hair out of her face. "Of course not! Don't be ridiculous. I've just never been on a motorcycle before, that's all."
Juice took hold of her hand and started pulling her toward his bike as he chuckled. "Then there's no time like the present to learn." When they reached his bike, he snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her close. "If you're going to be the old lady of a badass biker like myself, you have to know how to ride a motorcycle."
Savannah snickered and shook her head. "Oh, you're a badass now? I think all this leather is affecting your mind."
Juice rolled his eyes and kissed her on the forehead before handing her a helmet. "Whatever. Just get on the bike, Savvy. All you have to do is hold on to me."
He got on the bike and turned to look at her with a smirk as she muttered to herself and adjusted the strap on the helmet. She used his shoulders for leverage and lifted herself onto the back of the bike before wrapping her arms around his waist. He shook his head and gripped her knees, pulling her even closer. When he was satisfied, he hit the starter and the bike roared to life under them, making Savannah squeal in surprise. She could feel Juice laughing as he pulled out of the lot and headed toward her house.
The trip was short but probably the most exciting that Savannah had ever experienced. She was sad to see her house come into view as he pulled into her driveway and cut the engine. When she got off and handed him the helmet, he grinned and winked at her. "See, it wasn't that bad, was it?"
Savannah laughed and shook her head as they walked up to her front porch. "Are you kidding? That was fantastic! I think you should give me a ride to work every day."
Juice laughed as she unlocked the door and they stepped into the cool interior. "That can be arranged, ya know."
Savannah laid her keys and phone on the table beside the door and grinned as Juice did the same. "Look at us, being all domestic. What would you like for dinner? I can cook or we can order a pizza or something?"
Juice seemed to be in thought as he stepped closer and pulled her into his arms. "Something home-cooked sounds good."
Savannah gave him a quick kiss before nodding and walking toward the kitchen. "Ok, let's see what we have. While I'm cooking, you can tell me the life story of Juan Carlos Ortiz."
