I said i would pist wone so here we go
The night air seemed to be like hot vapor as Tasha stepped out of the clubhouse and looked over the lot. Taking a well needed break from the chaos that was swarming the clubhouse, she dropped down onto the picnic table. Shit had been at a boiling point with the club and they just couldn't seem to catch a break. She had just lit a joint when her best friend Mari stepped out. âLooks like we had the same idea, huh?â she asked, offering the joint to her.
Mari snorted and parked beside Tasha. âThis shitâs insane. I need a damn vacation.â
Tasha couldnât agree more. Between the bar and the usual drama from the club, she was exhausted. âYOu can say that again. Donât get me wrong. I love my life, but jesus fuck I need a break!â
A loud crash came from inside that made both women groan and hang their heads. âYou know theyâre gonna kill each other right?â
Tasha let out a laugh. âAt this point, let them.â
The sound of the heavy door opening made them both wish they had avoided the club all together. âUm, Mari? We need help with Tig.â Sack called out. âAnd Tasha, Jax needs you.â
"You know the bike show in Arizona is coming upâŠ" Tasha said as she stood.
Mari's eyes sparkled. "I love Blue, but thank God."
Tasha snorted and held her hand out for the other woman. "No sweetheart, weâre going."
Mari's brows creased as she followed Tasha into the clubhouse. "What the fuck?"
Rolling her eyes she noticed a group of leather clad men walk into the bar. âWhy the fuck do they hae to be here too?â she groaned under her breath. Jax walked up to the bar with his signature smile. âYou know that smile doesnât work for me asshat, why are you here?â
Jax eyebrows shot up as he listened to the annoyance in his sisterâs voice. âJust meeting some people here.â
Tashaâs blood began to boil. She had made it clear that JTâs was off limits for club business. âYou can turn your asses around and find somewhere else to go. No club bullshit here, Jax!â she argued.
Jax didn't get to say a word as a group of men entered. She could only assume they were russians. âSorry, kid.â he said as he pushed away from the bar. âCompanyâs already here.â
She watched as the men walked away and was surprised to see Mari park herself where Jax had just been. âHoly shit when did you get here?â
Mari sighed as she sat. She was still in her scrubs and looked like she had been through it. âNeeded a drink and talk out this Arizona trip.â she explained. âHow the hell are we going to get them to let us go?â
Tasha watched as the heated conversation between her brother and the Russians went on. âThat right there is our ticket she said as she moved around to the front of the bar just as she watched Tig lunge for the largest of the other men.
âFor fuck sake.â Mari huffed. âIâm not drunk enough to deal with that right now.â
Tasha agreed as she motioned for her bouncer Jerry to deal with it. âMakes two of us.â
The next day as the guys were sitting around their big redwood table, Mari, Tasha and Gemma sat around Gemmaâs kitchen table. Tasha had gone right to the matriarch with her decision. âI told them that JTâs was off limits for club bullshit and they bring the god damn Russians. Tore up my fucking bar, Jerry is now in the hospital with a concussion and a broken arm.â she stated. âWe need a god damn break.â
âWhat about you, Doc?â she asked looking at the other woman. âWhatâs going on in your head?â
Mari snorted as her hands gripped her coffee cup. âI need a break.â she admitted. âAfter a twelve hour shift all I want to do is go home, put my feet up and maybe get some. But having to patch the guys up every other night is really pushing me over the edge.â
Gemma gave the girls a knowing smirk and patted their hands. âDonât worry, I think we can make this happen.â A sly smile snuck onto Gemmaâs face as she thought of how they could do this. âWe go in, tell them that weâre going, or we play hard ball.â
The customary Friday night party was just about to get underway when Tasha and Mari walked into the clubhouse. Each woman took note of what they had planned out with Gemma the night before. It was time to play hard ball. As they walked up to the bar, they could feel eyes on them. A smirk worked its way up onto Tashaâs lips as she and her best friend made their way to the bar.
âHoly shit!â Half Sack said in awe. âYou both look hot! Hap and Tig are gonna shit their pants.â
Mari let out a laugh and patted him on his cheek. âThatâs the point sweetheart.â
Tasha chuckled at the exchange and made a quick sweep of the crowd and smirked when she saw the murderous look on Happyâs face. âJust a heads up Sack, If you want that top rocker or to live to see another day; I suggest your eyes not be on our asses when we walk away.â
From across the room, Happy and Tig were standing at the pool table in the middle of a game. He reached over and slapped his friend to get his attention. When Tig looked up from his shot, Happy motioned to the girls. Tigâs eyes followed and missed his shot when his eyes landed on his old lady and the girl he considered a daughter. âWhat the fuck are they up to?â
Happy shook his head as his toothpick rolled over his lips. A darkness flooded his eyes as he watched one of the hang arounds approach his old lady. His hand gripped the pool cue as he watched her smile. Just As he was about to show the hang around who she belonged to, Gemma stepped in front of him.
"Before you go smashing some skulls, think about why they're here shaking their asses looking way too good to be with the two of you." She warned.
Happy and Tig watched as both Tasha and Mari were enjoying their night talking to the hang arounds and some of the croweaters. "What'd you do, man?" Tig asked, grabbing his beer and taking a long drink.
Happy's brows knitted as he thought about it. "Why do you think it was my fault?"
Gemma rolled her eyes before slapping them both. "It couldn't be that those girls have done everything to make sure you shitheads are taken care of?" She said, "Or the fact the Doc comes here to patch you up after working all day at the hospital⊠or you destroying Tashaâs bar."
Tig sighed as he thought of the hell they had put them through the last few months. âSo what do we do?â
Gemma smirked as her eyes went to her daughter and her best friend. âDo whatever they want, no argument, and just say yes.â
The two friends laughed as they drank and let loose. Tasha smiled as she grabbed Juice's attention. "C'mon Juicy pants, dance with me!"
Juice chuckled at his friend and shook his head. "Not a chance! Hap would use my face as target practice."
Chibs laughed at the younger man and pushed him forward. "When a lady asks you to dance, you dance my boy." He said as he took Mari's hand and led her out on the dance floor.
Juice shrugged and followed his brother, taking Tasha's hand. "If Iâm gonna catch a bullet, better make it good.â
Tasha let out a laugh as Juice spun her around and grabbed her around the waist. âYou got it, Juicy.â
Happyâs Jaw tightened as he saw Juice wrap his arms around Tashaâs waist pulling her in a little too close. He couldnât stand it anymore. It took him five long strides to get to where the two were dancing. The twinkle in Tashaâs eyes made him fight back a smirk. She was playing with him like a cat with a damn mouse.
âHey, baby.â she sang as Juice spun her around making her giggle.
His toothpick ran over his lips as he gae Juice a death glare. âLeave.â he growled.
Juice didnât have to be told twice. He gave Tasha a wary look as he left her in the middle of the dance floor with a fuming Happy. âPussy!â she yelled after him. Juice threw her a middle finger and a smirk as he weaved through the crowd. Looking up at Happy with a challenging smirk on her face, she crossed her arms over her chest. âWhatâs up?â
A look of disbelief fell onto Happy's face as he shook his head at her. "What's with all this?" He asked.
She smiled sweetly and shrugged. "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just her having a good time just like everyone else." She said before turning around and heading back to the bar.
While Happy followed his old lady, Tig was on the prowl for his. Tapping Mari on the shoulder, he tapped his foot, placing his hands on his hips. When Mati turned around, she couldn't hold in the laughter that escaped. "What's up your ass, Blue?"
He scoffed at her question and took her hand, twirling her around. "What's up my ass is you acting like a hang around."
It was her turn to scoff as he dipped her. "I'm acting like a grown woman who is having a good time for a change,'' she argued. When he went to twirl her again she walked towards the bar, seeing Tasha sitting there with a smirk on her face.
Tasha handed Mari her drink and waited for the guys to pounce. It was Happy who started first. "I don't know what the hell the two of you think you're doing, but it ends now." He ordered.
She almost spit out her drink at the ballsiness he actually had. "Yea, no." She said simply. "After the bullshit you all put us through⊠we deserve a night to have fun."
Tig managed to hear that and came with his argument. "So walking in here lookin like one of the coweaters is what? Punishment?"
Mari smiled at her old man and shook her head. "Punishment, no⊠bargaining chip, maybe."
Tasha looked at the Two men in front of her with a sick smile and shrugged. "Unless you want us up on that bar shaking our asses, you take us to the bike show."
The sun was barely in the sky as the guys gathered at the clubhouse. They went through their bags, making sure everything was just right and started to mount their bikes.
"You girls make sure you keep us in your mirrors and for god sake, behave." Tig ordered.
Mari gave him a sly smile before planting a kiss on his lips. "We'll see."
Tasha laughed before Happy pulled her in and kissed her soundly. "Don't be a brat."
"It's why you love me." She shrugged and turned to head to the car. "C'mon ThelmaâŠ"
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