𝑢𝑳𝑫 𝑳𝑢𝑽𝑬 // π‘ͺπ’‰π’“π’Šπ’”π’•π’Žπ’‚π’” 𝒙 π‘―π’‚π’‘π’‘π’š

π’˜π’‚π’“π’π’Šπ’π’ˆ ⚠️; π’Žπ’†π’π’•π’Šπ’π’ 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆 (𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’Žπ’‚π’Šπ’ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔), 𝒄𝒂𝒓 π’‚π’„π’„π’Šπ’…π’†π’π’•.

𝑢𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’Šπ’•'𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 π’π’Šπ’•π’•π’π’† π’ƒπ’Šπ’• 𝒐𝒇 π’‚π’π’ˆπ’”π’•, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 π’ƒπ’Šπ’• π’”π’Žπ’–π’•. π‘»π’‰π’Šπ’” π’˜π’‚π’”π’'𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑 π’Šπ’ π’Žπ’š π’Žπ’Šπ’π’… 𝒂 π’‡π’†π’˜ π’…π’‚π’šπ’” π’‚π’ˆπ’. 𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 π’šπ’π’–'𝒓𝒆 π’ˆπ’π’π’π’‚ π’π’Šπ’Œπ’† π’Šπ’•. πŸŽ„πŸ€Ž

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It had taken Happy a year to finally work up the courage to visit an old friendα…³ a friend who had always been more to him than just that. But he had never told her, glad at the time that she had moved, and at the same time the hardest months he could imagine followed.

Suddenly she was no longer around him, no longer attending the SAMCRO parties where he could always catch a glimpse of her perfect body when she wore one of her tight dresses. Suddenly he no longer could listen to heat light-hearted laughs, watching that pretty smile form on her always red colored lips. If she hadn't been married, he would've made his move.

Violet Trager, Tig Trager's youngest daughter, had blown his mind from the day she had first shown up at the clubhouse four years ago to tell her dad that she was moving to Charming. And Happy was instantly pussy-whipped, wanting nothing more than to have the woman around him permanently.

At one point he realized that there was indeed more between them, that the sparks were flying between him. And the tension, especially the sexual attraction, was thick in the air every time they had spent a day together. Maybe it was true and a friendship between a man and a woman couldn't workα…³ or maybe it was just Violet who was absolutely perfect for him.

But it never got to the point where something serious happened between them. The guilt was gnawing at Violet more and more, which Happy could see, and after their last hug, their bodies closer than ever, they both craved more. Sure, they had hugged before, but each time it had felt a little more intimateα…³ until they finally almost kissed.

They had spent weeks and months together just being friends, seeing each other at least four times a week. Penny found excuses to head over to the clubhouse after work and Happy welcomed her with open arms every time she came by and knocked on his door.

She was beautiful, innocent, shyα…³ a woman who'd never hurt her husband. That's why she planned to move away once her feelings for Happy became too strong, deciding to leave without telling him. And Happy had never told her how he felt, afraid he'd ruin what they had.

And, one week after their almost kiss, Violet's things and those of her husband were packed and the spontaneous move to Boise almost a year and a half ago happened. Supposedly to set up a small B&B hotel with Fawn.

And now, a year after the death of Violet's husband, he was standing here, in front of the said B&B hotel, the sky over the small town slowly getting dark. With his hands buried deep in the pockets of his black hoodie, he leaned against the cage he had come withα…³ too damn cold and snowy here for a little bike tour.

He could even see his breath as he exhaled loudly one more time before finally pulling himself together and trudging through the snow towards the B&B before he would change his mind again.

But he wouldn't; he had to see her, hear her soft voice as she said his name; and boy would he love to hear his name falling from her lips in other situations too, no matter how wrong it felt to think like that.

Pushing the door open, he was immediately enveloped in a pleasant warmth, the smell of fresh fir, cinnamon and other scents wafted through the entrance hall, his eyes immediately landing on the brunette who had her back turned to him and was standing on a ladder, tentatively attaching Christmas ornaments to the large fir tree that stood next to the stairs.

His throat suddenly felt dry, his heart beat violently against his ribcage and for a moment he thought about turning around again, heading back to Charming and burying himself between the legs of a Croweater to fuck Violet out of his systemα…³ but that wouldn't work anyway. It's not as if he hadn't tried that before.

So he took a few steps closer, the room empty except for Violet and him at the moment.

"Hey little girl", he rasped, feeling a spark of uncertainty for the first time.

Violet almost dropped the ornament in her hand when she heard the familiar deep, gravelly voice call her 'little girl'. There was only one person with that perfect voice and only one man who had always called her that; and had always ruined her with that; in a good way.

Her whole body froze and a shaky breath fell from her red lips before she slowly turned around on the ladder. His boots thudded against the old brown wooden floor with each step, then he came to a stop and held out his hand.

"You got a moment for me?", he asked, his brows furrowed as an unreadable look crossed his stoic, sharp features. "I think I gotta have to tell to you something."

Violet swallowed softly before placing her shaking hand in his and climbing down the ladder, her heart pounding like crazy as his calloused, still cool hand wrapped around her smaller one. "What are you doing here, Happy? I thought you didn't want to see me anymore."

Happy had made the mistake of telling her shortly after she moved away that it would be better if they both went their separate ways. He had never mentioned the reason for this and has since deeply regretted it. Especially because he seemed to have really hurt Violet with it.

The fairy lights and the warm ceiling light set off Violet's features perfectly, making her look more beautiful than ever as she looked up at him with those innocent doe eyes, searching for answers.

"Can we sit down somewhere where we can talk in peace?", he asked with a sigh. This wasn't something he wanted to discuss in the middle of a B&B. "Just give me ten minutes, that's enough for me."

The youngest of the Trager sisters hesitated for a moment before pulling her hand out of his as Fawn jogged down the stairs, her sister just as surprised as she was when she saw Happy standing in their entrance hall.

"What the hell are you doing here?", she asked curiously, but clearly still a little angry at him for cutting Violet off back thenα…³ leaving her littlest sister wondering and pondering. "I thought you didn't want to see Violet anymore."

"It's not like that", Happy grunted, slight annoyance in his tone. But he understood why Fawn was pissed. "Can I just have a moment alone with Vi?"

Violet's heart ached, the woman briefly closing her eyes as he simply called her 'Vi'α…³ his other nickname besides 'little girl' for her. Slowly she opened her eyes again as Fawn came to stand next to her and placed a hand on her arm.

"Do you even want this?", she asked, her sisterly protective instincts coming through. "You don't have to."

"I know", Violet assured her oldest sister with a weak smile, watching Happy out of the corner of her eye. "Can I leave you alone here for a moment? The next guests shouldn't be checking in for about an hour."

Fawn nodded after a moment's hesitation. Basically, she just wanted Violet to be happy, and she knew how she felt about the infamous Tacoma Killer in front of them. "Sure, it's quiet at the moment anyway. I'll take care of the tree. Whatever you guys have to talk about, talk it out."

"Yeah, we'll see", the brunette murmured. Biting her lip, she turned back to Happy and nodded him with her. "My room's back here."

Happy shouldn't, but he watched the swing of her hips, perfectly hugged by the tight, black skinny jeans she was wearing, along with a red skin-tight long-sleeve shirt with a decorative neckline that pushed her breasts up perfectly. Fuck, his mind still drifted off just as it did back then when he saw her.

Just fuckin' focus, he mentally admonished himself as he followed Violet through the decorated hallway. "You live here?"

"Yeah, we do. Even if the B&B is doing well, we save on rent and are always available for our guests", she explained as she opened the door to her room and stepped aside so Happy could pass her. "It's not much, but it's perfect for me."

Happy nodded curtly as he glanced around the small room, everything already decorated for Christmas, as was the entrance hall and the outside area of the B&B. "Why didn't stay in your house?"

"I, uh, I couldn't." Clearing her throat, Violet scratched her forehead as she sat down at the foot of the bed and slumped her shoulders. "Wouldn't have felt right. And I have Fawn here, means I'm not alone."

"I'm sorry about what happened to Kai", Happy said sincerely, as much as he had envied the man back then for hitting the jackpot with Violet. "Didn't deserve what happened to him, he was a pretty solid guy."

"He was, absolutely", Violet whispered, finally able to talk about him without bursting out in tears. "And it's my fault alone, I think that makes his death worse", the brunette admitted, her voice trembling with guilt.

Happy clenched his jaw, hating to see so much sadness in her beautiful brown eyes as she lifted her gaze again. "Why would you feel guilty at all, little girl? It was an accident."

"It was, yes. But he would've never gotten in that car if Iα…³", she paused, a sob falling from her red lips. "If I hadn't told him about my feelings for you. Shit Hap, I hid them for so long and felt horrible for acting like I still loved Kai. I didn't; and I know I had to finally tell him even if it meant breaking his heart."

"You..what?" Happy stared at her, literally speechless for once in his life, not sure if he was dreaming or not.

"I love you, I probably fell in love with you the moment you entered the clubhouse on the evening of the party. Four years ago my whole world turned upside down", she shrugged slightly, fresh hot tears rolling down her flushed cheeks.

"That's why I moved when I couldn't deny those feelings anymoreα…³ I got scared and knew you just wanted to be friends, at least that's what I thought. And shit", she let out a strangled laugh, shaking her head slowly. "I was marriedα…³ to a guy that treated me like a queen. But you..you were different, everything I wanted."

Their eyes met again, this time the tension could be cut with a knife, hanging heavy in the air like a thick cloud. "I've always wanted more, womanα…³ fuckin' kept my mouth shut because I wasn't ready to lose you. But I lost you anyway when you moved."

Now it was Violet who stared, her thoughts starting to race. Of course she had the feeling that he liked her too, that there was a certain tension, but not that he had really had serious feelings for her. Would things have been different if they had both been honest with each other? Probably. She would've definitely split up with Kai back then but without knowing what exactly Happy felt she wanted to give her marriage another chance.

"We could've been so good together", she whispered, smiling through the new wave of tears forming in her eyes. "Well, if I would've been honest with Kai and you right from the startα…³ but I felt horrible and I was scared. And now it's my fault he's dead and I'm all alone. He only got in that car because we had a fight and..and he lost control of the vehicle. The bad weather and probably all the anger he felt; he didn't deserve this."

"It's not your fault, Vi", Happy pressed, instinctively pulling her closer after he had sat down next to her. "Not your fault, baby."

Cupping her cheek in his hand, he ran his thumb over her soft skin. "I'm sorry I messed up, that I didn't came here earlier to be there for you", he rasped, leaning his forehead down and against hers. "But you're not alone, little girlα…³ I won't leave you alone again."

"I needed you, Hap", she sobbed against his lips which were dangerously close to hers. "After his death..I wanted to call you, beg you go come here, I just wanted to feel you, to seek for comfort in your arms. But I knew that would've been unfair to Kai. I mean, I broke up with him before he died, but still", she chocked out with a sniffle, instinctively moving closer to Happy. "Is it so wrong to choose the one you really love?"

"No, absolutely not", Happy croaked with a slight shake of his head while he ran the pad of his thumb over her lower lip, his other hand slipping down to her hip. "If you want me to stay, if you tell me you want this, then I'm not goin' anywhere, Violet."

"How is that going to work, Hap?", she sniffled, running her palms over the cold leather of his kutte. "Your life is in Charming, mine is here. I can't leave Fawn alone with everything now."

But the desire was there, or rather she wanted Happy here, to build a life with him. But his was in Charming, far away from here, from Boise, the place she had fallen in love withα…³ especially the dark season was magical here. Her feelings for Happy had never gone away, the heartache of the last year and a half without him had always been a brutalα…³ and now she could put an end to it and finally be happy.

"I didn't come here without a plan, little girl", he admitted with the lightest of smiles. "I had to take my chance, and I wanted youα…³ at any price, even if I wasn't sure yet whether you felt the same."

"What do you mean, Hap?" Curiosity and skepticism swayed in Violet's gentle tone. "What kind of plan?"

"I'm getting out", he told her honestly, shrugging his shoulders shrugging slightly. "The guys get it and would even give me the chance to come back any time. Your dad especially supported the idea of mine to finally be honest with you."

"Happy whatα…³ you can't do that!" Violet's hands shot up to cup his face, his own hands resting on her hips. "The club is your life, everything for you. Youα…³ you can't give this up just for me."

But the brief gleam, the joy and hope in Violet's eyes told him that it was the right thing, that it would be worth it for a life with this woman, a life without danger. "Look, I have no idea if this will work between us but I wanna give us a chance. I just have a really good feeling about this."

Without further ado, he pulled her petite figure onto his lap, wrapping his arm around her waist while his other hand reached out to her face and tucked a few brown strands behind her ear. "I want you to be mine, Violet, my Old Ladyα…³ I've wanted that for four years."

Violet was at a loss for words, her lips parted, ready to speak, but not a single word came out of her throat. Instead, for the first time in ages, she did exactly what she wanted, what felt right.

Determined, she let her lips crash down onto his, her nails immediately digging into the back of his neck to pull him closer. Along with the heat, a pool of her arousel formed between her legs, her pussy clenching in need.

"Fuck woman", Happy grunted breathlessly between the kiss, his hands roaming all over her body. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this", he added, his hoarse voice sending shivers down her spine.

"Me too..for so fuckin' long", she gasped as Happy pushed his growing bulge against her core. It was no longer funny how wet she was, how her arousal was already working its way through her pants. "I need you. Here and now, please baby."

Happy didn't waste a minute. With his tongue still exploring her mouth, he stood up without letting go of her. Only then did he let the brunette slide off his hips and peel her out of her clothes in no time while she got rid of his clothes.

He was instantly starstruck, unable to take his dark eyes off her. He studied every inch of her body like the most interesting book with pure admiration, shaking his head because he still couldn't believe that all of this was really happening here.

And Violet felt the same. Her fingertips danced tentatively over his tattoos, tracing each smiley tattoo while Happy's hand wandered between her legs. A soft gasp slipped past her lips as two of his fingers spread her folds and pushed inside her the next moment.

"God..so good", she breathed, her forehead falling against his, swallowing softly as her eyes fell on his cock, rock hard and ready for her, the tip already wet. "Fuck me, Hap, show me how much you want this", she practically begged against his lips.

Violet drew a throaty moan from him as her delicate fingers wrapped around his cock, which responded with a twitch, and pumped it a few times. "You don't have to say that twice, little girl."

Grinning down at her with a mischievous gleam in his brown orbs, he threw her onto the bed and hovered over her a second later, his tall, muscular body perfectly positioned between her legs as if it had always belonged there.

With one leg already spread wide for him, she wrapped the other around his waist, pulling his lower body tightly against hers. Whimpering needily, she rubbed her core against his erection, her juices covering his cock, which slid easily into her the next moment, filling her to the hilt with one hard thrust.

Her moans and his grunts got lost in the kiss, swallowed by each other as it became more feverish, as was the rhythm in which their bodies began to rock together.

This was it, everything she had secretly wanted for at least three years, if not longer. And as bad as she felt, still so guilty, she finally allowed herself to be happy again, to stand by her true feelings.

"I love you, Hap", she whispered breathlessly, finally letting those words slip past her lips while stealing fleeting kisses from him, her fingernails gently scratching down his perfectly defined back. "Feels so good..don't stop", she murmured sultry, smiling weakly as their eyes met.

Happy's body, already covered in a light layer of sweat, pushed himself closer to Violet's, a smile of his own forming on his lips. "I love you too, baby girl."

With another thrust, he fucked her deeper into the mattress, his grip on her hips determined as he nibbled on her neck, leaving marks to show the world that she was no longer available. Grunting against her skin, he listened to her soft moans that fell from her lips, her nails leaving more and more marks on his back.

"You are mine, only mine", he growled, the deep sound coming from deep within his chest, sending Violet over the edge, her orgasm in turn sending him over the edge, leaving them both panting loudly and out of breath, simply living in the moment.

This had indeed been a Christmas miracle that Violet had been waiting for so long.

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