Blood & Lace

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

A couple of hours later, Happy walks into the house and takes Vic from my arms. "Hey babe." he says before kissing me. "Hey." I say simply. I'm still pissed but not at him so the less I say right now the better. While he's holding Vic, I get up and head to the kitchen to get him a beer. Walking back to the couch, I hand him his beer. "Thanks babe." he says. "You still pissed?" he asked. "Yeah but not at you." I tell him. "She's been taken care of. After I said my peace, Clay and Jax did too. She shouldn't mess with you again." he tells me. "I still won't go back to the clubhouse." I tell him. "I could go back Nomad and we could move. Find somewhere so that Luanne and your Dad can get to us easily." he tells me. "No, because if you go Nomad then you will be gone more. It will be fine. I promise." I tell him.

After bathing Vic, feeding him and putting him to bed, we lay in bed together. Happy hovers over me and kisses me deeply. "Love me Hap." I tell him. He kisses me again and we start shedding clothes before he enters me slowly. Thrusting in and out at a steady pace causing me to lose myself. After we both reach out release, he pulls me to him. "You know I would do anything for you and the kid, right?" he asked. "Of course I do." I tell him and he kisses me softly before we both fall asleep.

Waking up the next morning, I am in bed alone. I get up and head to the living room and see Happy sitting there feeding Vic. I walk to the kitchen to start breakfast and Happy walks in behind me still feeding Vic. "Morning babe." he says before kissing my cheek. "Morning baby. How's little man this morning?" I asked. "He's good. Changed and feeding him. He's not been up long." he tells me, eyeing me carefully. "What's on your mind?" he asked. "I was just thinking. You know, if I hide out and don't go to the clubhouse, she wins. I can't let her win." I tell him. Smirking he tells me "Good babe." We eat and get dressed and head to the clubhouse.

Walking into the clubhouse, Happy is carrying Vic in his carrier and I am carrying his diaper bag. Once inside, I walk over to one of the couches where my dad is and sit next to him. "Give me my grandson." he tells Happy and Happy hands him the baby. I look over and see Gemma watching me. I don't give her the satisfaction of acknowledging her. I lay my head on my dad's shoulder and watch him with my son. "He's perfect baby girl. You did good." he tells me. "Thanks Daddy. You know he's got Happy's scowl?" I asked and daddy starts laughing.

A little later, the guys go into church. I am sitting there with Vic and Gemma is still watching me. I won't start anything but won't be disrespected again. One of the croweaters comes over with a cup of coffee for me and Gemma walks over. "How's he doing?" she asked. "He's fine." I say flatly. "Look, we are both Old Ladies and shouldn't be fighting like this." she tells me. "There wouldn't be any fighting Gemma but you are the one that started it. Not me. I looked up to you. You are the one that all of a sudden hated me for whatever reason that I don't even know." I tell her. "Sweetheart, things are changing. I know that eventually I won't be the President's Old Lady anymore and that scares me." she tells me. "I know Tara doesn't have what it takes to hold shit down like I have and be what I have been to this club." she tells me. "So shouldn't you be showing me how to hold shit down instead of trying to run me off?" I asked. "Yeah. I should. I don't expect you to trust me but maybe we can be civil." she tells me. "Yeah. They need to be concentrating more on what they need to do, not whether or not we are killing each other." I tell her. "Spoken like a true Old Lady." Gemma says.