Chapter 9

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Chapter 9

Lisa's POV

After spending the entire night 'celebrating' in wedding bliss, we both get up to start our day. No one at the clubhouse knows we got married except for Pop. Walking into the clubhouse, I see Pop and Hap huddled together whispering. Once they are done, Hap walks over and pulls me to the dorm room. Locking the door behind us I asked, "What were you and Pop whispering about?" He pulls me to the bed to sit down. "He picked up Mel last night. He didn't hurt him but we have him in hiding until we can figure this out and it will also keep him from trying to hurt you." He tells me. I take a deep breath and say "Okay. Just don't hurt him. I want to talk to him and see who he's dealing with and go from there. Okay?" asked. "Okay. But for now, we need to tell everyone about us getting married." He says smiling a little.

Walking out to the bar, Tig whistles to get everyone's attention. Allowing me to speak, I smile really big and say "I just wanted to let you all know that yesterday, Happy and I, got married!" Everyone looks at us completely shocked before the cheers started and everyone came up to us hugging and congratulating us. "Why the hell didn't you tell me you were getting married. I would have planned something for you?" Gemma asked, a little miffed. "I didn't want a wedding and we just wanted to go ahead and get it done. I appreciate the sentiment but it was how we wanted it." I tell her and she seems to be satisfied with that answer. Not happy but satisfied.

An hour later, the party was in full swing and I was talking to Tara and Gemma when Tig came over to ask to talk to me privately. Walking into the hall I asked "Pop, what's up?" He looks at me and asked "Did Happy tell you about Mel?" I looked at him and nodded my head yes. "Well, we are going to take you up there tomorrow to see what you can find out. The cub will handle shit. But I need to tell you, if it looks like you are going to be in danger, Hap and I will kill him." he tells me. "I know but I don't want him dead if we can avoid it. But if it comes down to it, I won't be mad." He smiles and kisses my temple. "That's my girl." We walk back out to the bar and are sitting there talking when I look over and there is a croweater sitting on my husband's lap. Gemma walks over "You gonna let that happen?" she asked. "Nope." I smile knowing that I have my gun on me because Hap and Pop make me carry now. Walking over, I tap the croweater on her shoulder. "You're in my seat." I tell her nicely. "I don't think so." she responds and turns back around to Happy. "I said you're in my seat." I say again and Happy smirks at me. "Sweetheart, he has all he can handle right here." she tells me thinking she is being cute. I pull my revolver out and put it to her head and say "I got six bullets that says it will only take one to get you out of my fucking seat." She scurries away calling me a crazy bitch. Happy takes my gun from me and pulls me into his lap and growls in my ear, "That was fucking sexy as hell." I whisper in his ear, "Take me to your room and show me how sexy." He picks me up and carries me to his room. Locking the door, he carries me to the bed and pins me to the bed and we spend the rest of the night with him ravishing me and showing me how much he loves me.

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