It was the day of Courtney's 18th birthday party. "DAD!" Courtney shrieked. Happy came running into her room, gun drawn. She stood at her cupboard confused. "Why the gun? Why do you always need the gun?" Courtney asked. Happy shook his head as he put the gun at the back of his jeans. "What's up?" he sighed. "What am I supposed to wear tonight! I have nothing to wear!" She exclaimed. "What do you mean you have nothing to wear?" he asked, more lost than ever. "I'm not going in jeans! Are you crazy?" "Why are you telling me? Can't you tell Tara or Gemma or Venus?" he wondered. "Well, sorry dad. Maybe you're gonna have to go into a female store for something other than things I'd rather not mention," she teased. Happy was about to respond when he fully twigged on to what his daughter was saying. "Hang on, excuse me young lady. You might be 18 but you do not have a right to talk to your father like that!" "Not my fault people tell me about your rep," Courtney replied. "Where do we go?" he asked- knowing it was better off for everyone. Courtney smiled, knowing she got him once again.
"Why don't you get this one?" Happy joked as the pair walked into one of the dress stores. He copped a lot of stares because he was wearing the cut. He glanced back awkwardly at them. "Dad, lighten up. You look like Edward Scissorhands the way you're walking," Courtney commented. "I do no.... Alright, yeah sorry. What about this dress?" he pointed out. "Dad do I look like a powerpuff girl to you?" she asked. "I was kidding!" "Sometimes I like to question." "Ha! I noticed." "Oooh, I like this one!' She exclaims. "How much?" She looked at the price and dropped the dress back down, walking off to the next rack. Happy looked at her oddly, then curiously picking up the dress for the price tag. "Holy shit! What do they want? A fricken bank?" Happy muttered to himself, subtly putting the dress down. He looked up to find Courtney running into the change room. A young girl stared up at him curiously. "Hi," he smiled. "MOMMY!" she shrieked, running off to her mother. "Really dad? I leave you for two seconds and you scare a kid?" Courtney wondered, walking out of the change room in a black long sleeve dress. Happy returned no comment. "I don't like this. I feel like a slut," she stated. "Whatever you want. Yeah, I agree. I don't want guys going after you." "Really? Who?' "Someone with a particular name Juan Carlos Ortiz." "Oh come on dadt. Juice and I are buddies!" "Buddies. Yeah. Buddies with benefits." "I'm gonna change this dress while you change your attitude."
Courtney glanced around the store in desperate need of a dress. She walks over to the back rack of the store when a dress finally caught her eye. It was white with a halter neck. The neckline was a thin black strip and there was a thin, black studded belt around the waist. The skirt part had a sheer asymmetrical overlay down one side. It was love at first sight. "Dad! I'm gonna try this on!" she exclaims, sprinting to the changerooms. Happy couldn't even reply. "Ok then," he mutters to himself, noticing he was still getting stares from the other customers because of the cut. He noticed two of the San Joaquin sheriff department's finest taking their time towards the store. What the hell do they want now? He thought. He anxiously stares at the change room entrance, waiting for Courtney to walk out.
"Dad!" Courtney whispered sharply. It brought Happy back to reality. "Yeah?" "What do you think?" Courtney wondered, stepping out from behind the curtain. Happy's eyes widened. She actually looked like a real lady- not just that girl that wears tanks and jeans and fights everyone. He was speechless. "It's too over the top isn't it?" Courtney decided. "N-n-n-n-n-n-n-no. Get it. You should get it! Please get it. It looks nice. Really nice," he commented, not exactly knowing what else to say. "Alright. Cool. Awesome. Thanks," Courtney smiled. Happy smiled in return, contentiously glancing back at the two officers casually standing at the front. Courtney peeked over Happy's shoulder, realising the cops. "Putas," she mutters, running back into the change room to quickly get changed.
When she came back out, they were still standing there. "What's the deal with them?" Courtney asked Happy. "Don't know," he shrugged, exchanging glances with them. "Here's the dress. I'll be back," Courtney insisted, handing Happy the dress. He looked at her confused, hoping she saw an old friend but knowing she would talk to them. "Courtney! Don't even think about doing what I think you're going to do," Happy called out. Courtney ignored him and strutted over to the cops. He walked up to the cashier and payed for the dress. The shop assistant looked at him suspiciously. "It's for my daughter's birthday party tonight before you comment on anything," he mentioned to her. "Oh. Ok. Sorry. Oh my God. I feel really bad now. I'm so sorry. I'll give this half price," she replied. "No. No. Don't worry about it." "No. It's $50." Happy was too infatuated with what Courtney was saying to the two officers to argue.
"Morning officers. It's a lovely day today isn't it," Courtney greeted with a huge smile. "Excuse me young lady. Who is that man that you are with?" One of the officers, Phillips, asked. "That man? He is my father- Happy Loman. Yes, he is the Sergeant at Arms for the Sons and yes, you have arrested him many times. And I just so happen to notice that you have been standing out the front of this store in particular for a decent amount of time. In my opinion, you are wasting tax-payers' money by doing so. I know you are watching my dad but what's the point when he has not done anything wrong? I suggest you get your little badges somewhere where they are needed and let our family enjoy my 18th birthday party in peace. Skadaddle," Courtney stated. The officers did not comment on anything and cunningly walked off, scoffing at Courtney. "Putane," she muttered to herself.
"What the hell did you say?" Happy wondered, putting his arm around Courtney. "Something that will keep them thinking," she replied. "You gotta stop doing that shit girl. You're the only person in the world who does not listen to me," he added. "I know. That's my job. I take after you- no one messes with my family- no matter who they are," she smiled. Happy looked down on her. "I think you are the craziest little shit on the planet," he beamed. "No shit Sherlock. It's in my blood," she laughed. "Oh really? In your blood?" "Yeah. You're the craziest person around. Have you not seen how scared people are around you? Juice is scared shitless of you!" she mentioned, realising the last part too late. What excuse now? "So he goddamn should be," Happy replied.
Happy and Courtney dropped by the club to help set up some more. "You get the dress?" Gemma wondered, scurrying past with a tray of food. "Yeah sure did," Courtney replied with the handles of the bag in her mouth as she lifted another tray of food. "Well, don't leave me waiting. Show me!" Gemma ordered, halting everything she was doing. Courtney puts the tray of food down on the table next to her. She lifts the dress up from the bag and shows Gemma. "Wow..... That will look absolutely gorgeous baby. What does Hap say about it?" she commented. "Not much," Courtney laughed. "I could imagine. Juice is a very lucky guy," she added. Courtney felt her cheeks go bright red. Gemma noticed instantly. "Courtney, it's so obvious," she mentioned. "We haven't even kissed!" Courtney exclaimed, suddenly getting the attention of Chucky, Nero and Happy in the other room. "I mean....Sammy and Rafe haven't even....had....their reunion kiss....yet....on....Days of Our Lives!" she covers up. The three boys shook their heads and went back to what they were doing. "Nice," Gemma smiled. "Thank you."
Courtney got ready in the spare room at the clubhouse. "You ready for your hair?" Tara wondered, knocking on the door. "Yeah. Can we put some music on or something?" She answered. "Pfft. Please! There needs to be more liveliness around here," Tara scoffed. "Ok. Thank God." Courtney plugged her iPod into the portable speaker, Heaven is a place on Earth began blaring out of the speakers. "Childhood right here," Tara laughed, as she danced along to the lyrics.
"What's happening here?" Jax blared out, knocking on the door. "Honey! This is a girls only area! Please leave!" Tara urged in a bit of a cheeky tone. "Girls only. OMG cudies!" He squealed. Courtney burst out laughing at Jax's girls impression. She leaned a bit too far to her left and slipped off the seat on the ground. Jax and Tara joined in the hysterical laughter. "You alright there?" Tara wondered, attempting to control herself. Jax was too uncomposed to do anything, walking out without speaking an actual word.
"Ok. Dress time. Chuck this on and then the shoes and call me when you're done," Tara explained, laying everything out on the bed. "Thanks Tara. Really appreciate it," she smiled. "It's fine. Now you do me a favour and get with a particular fella tonight- you got me?" Tara teased. Courtney bowed her head smiling. "Yes ma'am. I'll make sure of it," she giggled. "Good. Good. I better go get my boys ready now. I bought Thomas these adorable shoes! Ah! They were to die for!" Tara added. "Awwww! That's so cute! I can't wait to see them! Those boys are the most adorable things in existence I swear to God," Courtney laughed. "I'll leave you to it. See you later," Tara finally concluded, rushing out the door. Courtney chuckled to herself and walked over to the dress.
"Where's Courtney at?" Bobby asked Happy as they waited downstairs. "Getting ready still," Happy responded. "I didn't think she was the type to take her time in her presentation," Bobby added. "Trust me. Neither did I until today. We went to the dress store and she originally tried on some tight black dress. She said she hated it because it was too skimpy and unclassy," Happy told him. "Classy one she is," Bobby acknowledged, patting Happy on the back. Happy nodded in agreement as he had a sip of his scotch.
Juice walked past him awkwardly. "JUICEY BOY!" Chibs called out from the side seat. "Yeah?" He responded. Chibs gestured him over. "What's up?" "Don't do anything stupid tonight," Chibs warned him. "Wasn't thinking of it," juice replied. "Take it easy with Courtney alright. One step at a time," he added. "Chibs, man, c'mon...." "I see the two of you around here. Watch it is all I'm saying." Juice nodded and walked the opposite direction.
"Courtney!!!!" Thomas squealed as soon as he entered the clubhouse. "Hey little guy," she replied, hugging him. The rest of the boys turned around from where they were sitting. Happy sat in his spot, almost dropping his glass. Chibs nudged Juice's shoulder. Juice was speechless. It was as if he had seen an angel. Happy could not speak a word. Was that even his daughter? The rest of the guys switched their views between the three of them, many not believing how beautiful Courtney looked. "Are you even his daughter?" Jax asked jokingly. It was at that moment that Courtney realised everyone was staring at her. She smiled awkwardly. "What? You never seen a girl in a dress in high heels before?" She wondered. "Not one as pretty as you. Happy birthday darl," Chibs smiled, giving her a hug. "Thanks Chibs."
Happy walked over to her. "When the hell did you ever wear high heels?" Happy asked, trying to break the awkwardness, "I don't. I hate them. I just thought this was a special occasion," she thought. Happy stared at her. "You look amazing," he stated. "Thanks dad," she replied. "No, you look amazing," he restated. Courtney looked at him oddly. "Thank you...." She replied again. "Tara did a good job," he added, putting his arm around. "Yeah, I know she did." They walked over to where Jax, Tig and Bobby were.
"I would really consider the DNA test Hap," Jax restated. The boys laughed as did Courtney. "Yeah, I've been thinking the same thing," he answered, laughing at the ground. "Give him a break boys," Courtney whined, putting her arm around her dad. "Or what?" Bobby wondered, stirring the pot a little. At that instant, Happy and Courtney glared at him in unison. "Oh shit. I never said nothing," Bobby claimed, taking a whisk of his old Irish scotch.
Leaning against the bar, Courtney glanced in a random direction. In that direction, Juice stood subtly watching her while talking to Nero. She pondered whether to walk over to him. "Courtney!" Tara called out to her with Venus and Lyla behind her. She jumped at the shrill of her call. "Let's go young lady, it's party time!" She exclaimed. "You are now legal missy! Always use protection though!" Venus teased. Happy seemed to have heard Venus' comment. "Excuse me?" he asked. "Oh honey, keep drinking and kissing guns. This is girl talk. Butt out dear," Venus told him straight. Happy sat back down and obeyed her orders. "Dayum. You show him Venus," Lyla laughed. "Whose ready to PAARRRRTYYYYYYYY!" Venus shouted, throwing her arms in the air. The whole clubhouse erupted. "Hit it Gemma!" Tara called out to Gemma. Courtney wondered where Gemma had gotten to.
"I don't need, your sympathy......" Gemma began singing. Tara, Venus and Lyla serenaded Courtney sarcastically. Courtney cracked up laughing as she sang along too. Chibs and Jax lifted their glasses in the air, joining in on the singing. As soon as it hit the first chorus, the arms were flung in the air. The two options were dancing- or clapping along. Nero ran up next to Gemma and danced behind her cheekily. The four girls had their own circle of dancing going. Tig and Jax joined. Happy stayed next to Bobby. Courtney noticed and attempted to drag him up. "I don't dance," he retorted. "Yes you do. Up you get," Jax replied, helping Courtney out. He gave in and trudged into the group of dancers. "I don't like Cher," he added. "Yes you do. I hear you in the shower," Courtney replied. "Oh right.....I see how this is- Now I'm strong enough, to live without you, strong enough," Happy teased, breaking is usually stoic character by pulling out his Travolta moves. Courtney face palmed in embarrassment.
Juice remained next to the wall, accompanied by the drink in his hand. He avidly watched Courtney, dancing and laughing. She is way too good for me, he thought. He takes a sip of his drink and looks to his right at the wall filled with everyone's photos. The photos of everyone charged. He chuckles to himself. How could Courtney be the daughter of a complete an utter psychopath? The song Cielito Lindo comes on as Nero's 'untamed' singing booms through the speakers. What made Courtney laugh was Alvarez and a few of the other Mayans singing along to it. The "aj, jaj, jaj's" become particularly crazy. The entire clubhouse lifted their glasses in the air, swaying them around as beverages of different types spilled out.
Juice laughed along as Tig and Bobby got quite rowdy. His continuous glances finally caught Courtney's eye. They smile at one another as everyone cheers for the end of the song.
Tara takes control of the microphone. "Well, Courtney, I think this is a really good song for you," she stated subtly, glancing quickly at Juice, hoping to give him a hint. He double takes and realises her agenda. The beginnng of How Will I Know by Whitney Houston starts playing.
Courtney face palmed, feeling herself go bright red. The whole clubhouse got the idea of what Tara was going on about. Courtney and Juice both felt it. But in classic Courtney style, she kept singing along with Venus. Everyone did the same. Clapping and singing and dancing.
The final chorus hit and Juice could not stand it any longer. He gained the confidence to walk up to Courtney in the centre of the dancefloor. "IF HE LOVES ME....IF HE LOVES ME NOT....IF HE LOVES ME....IF HE LOVES ME NOT....IF HE LOVES ME..." Tara sang. Juice tapped her on the shoulder. "Juice," Courtney exclaims and smiles. He grabs her hand and pulls her close so their bodies touch. He smiles and kiss her as Tara's big note starts.
Venus threw her hands in the air in happiness. She points to Tara who is so happy that Jax kisses her. "AYYYYYYYYY!" The whole clubhouse erupted. Gemma and Nero glance at each other, unable to remove the smiles off their faces.
Bobby was more concerned with Happy's reaction. Chibs and Tig, on the other hand, were cutened out of their minds! "He's a good boy Hap. I've never seen him so in love and you know him, he'll do whatever he can for family. He'd die for us," Bobby told Happy. Happy listened carefully, watching Juice and Courtney. "Are you listening to me?" Bobby wondered mid sentence. "Yeah," Happy smiled, looking back at Bobby. "Juice is..." "A good boy. I know. I'm good. Bobby, there is nothing that makes a man happier than seeing his daughter happy," Happy decided. Bobby's face went blank. "Don't give me that look Bobby. I know what everyone is thinking. I know everyone was telling Juice to stay away from Courtney. If it is him that makes her happy, then so be it." Bobby grinned. He slapped Hap on the back. "I'm proud of you boy."
"You got some balls man," Courtney teased as she leans her forehead against Juice's. "Love makes you do crazy things," he replied, looking deep into her eyes. "No shit," she giggled, kissing him again. Juice wraps his arms around her waist and dug his face into her shoulder. Courtney could not take the smile off her face. She noticed Chibs and Tig watching them. Both wink in unison. She replied with an ace sign and a kiss.
Tara sang one more song Lay All Your Love On Me. The new couple swayed side to side to the beat as Juice sang the words to Courtney. As the chorus hit, Courtney gently pushed Juice away. He looks at her shocked- sarcastically shocked and then started singing Tara's part. Venus does the same with Tig and Jax teases Tara. Nero was getting his fair of teasing from Gemma.
Juice rushed up to Courtney, leaning in for a kiss but then ducking away to end up behind her. Courtney rolls her eyes. She turned around to find Juice giving her his famous smile. As the song finished up, the last few lines were sung by everyone. Hands were in the air and hips were swaying to the beat as voices would suffer. Courtney links her fingers together as she slowly puts her arms over Juice's head. With the final notes, the pair inch closer and closer until their lips touch.
Neither could get the smile off their faces.
"Alright ladies, Courtney, a few of us boys prepared a little something for you," Jax stated, taking the microphone. Courtney glanced up, completely confused and in a way, quite worried. "Oh shit," Gemma bluntly muttered. Nero, Jax, Juice, Chibs, Happy and Tig marched proudly into the centre of the dancefloor. "This is not going to end well...." she claimed. "I agree," Tara said breathlessly. The beginning of Macho Man boomed out of the speakers. Every female's face fell into their hands. Cackles of laughter poured into the clubhouse as Jax started off the singing. Surprisingly, they all danced in sync. Also, they each were paired up with most of the dancing. Nero and Jax. Chibs and Juice and then Tig and Happy. Courtney slid her hands over her head, absolutely stunned. The clubhouse detonated into 'hey, hey, heys' right before the chorus. They were all getting so into it! It was Juice's part to sing- conveniently at the 'tease my body' lines. He jumped in front of Courtney, acting teasingly seductive. The song changed to Y.M.C.A. Juice ran back up on stage. "I told you!" Tara nudged, winking at Courtney. Courtney smiled and shook her head, suddenly bursting out in song. "We can all agree, we will be having some, hot, steamy sex tonight!" Gemma asserted sassily. "Yeah!" Tara cheered. All of a sudden, the boys came running towards each of their girls. Lucky for Courtney- she was stuck with Juice and Happy! Both immensely pestered her - she wasn't complaining!
After Bobby's Elvis antics and a night filled with partying, dancing and booze, everyone headed home. "That was so amazing!" Courtney exclaimed as she, Juice and Happy headed out into the car park. "That's your family in there," Happy mentioned. "I know," Courtney beamed. "Yo, Hap, this isn't going to be awkward is it?" Juice wondered. Happy stopped walking and glared at him. "Courtney, go to the bike," Happy ordered. Courtney slowly turned her hair towards her father. "No," she smirked, crossing her arms. Happy did not expect a rejection. "Courtney," he muttered sternly. "I go to the bike. You talk to Juice- scare the shit out of him, maybe knock him around a bit and then I just stand there watching how much of a psychopath my father truly is," she slammed. Happy eyed her off. "Courtney, it's alright. Do what your dad says," Juice hesitated. She slowly turned her head to him. "No," she firmly answered. She noticed both Happy and Juice getting irritated now. "Good, I've done my job. Can we go home now? I have been wearing the most horrible invention on my feet, conveniently created by the same specie as the two loony tunes next to me who are also, yet again conveniently, the two most important people in my life, all night," she affirmed. Happy and Juice looked at each other and shrugged. "Come here you spud," Happy badgered, pulling Juice into a head lock. "Screw this," Courtney muttered, plonking herself down on the ground. "What the hell....." Happy wondered, watching his daughter confused. Courtney took her shoes off and sighed. "I feel better now. Be actual gentlemen and help me up." "Yes ma'am," Juice agreed, giving her a helping hand.
"I don't even know how your dad let you come here!" Juice exclaimed excitedly as he opened his front door. Courtney remained silent until she got into the hallway. "You really have everyone wrapped around your finger there! I'm telling you, we would all drop everything just to buy the latest nail polish for you," Juice continued to beam, pulling Courtney through his place. "And then when..." Courtney moved forward, placing her finger on his lips to silence him. She saw his eyes smiling. And it made her know why she fell in love with him in the first place. No one said anything. Juice slowly stepped forward, swiping a bit of Courtney's hair out of her face. He tenderly placed his hand on her jawline. "Juice," she whispers. "Yeah?" he replies, somewhat seductively in her mind. "Just shut up and kiss me," she smiled. "Yes ma'am," he grinned, inching his lips closer to hers. They touch gently. Courtney placed her hands on his muscly torso. He suddenly picked her up in his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist and arms around his neck. Juice carried his love through to the bedroom, not for a second taking his lips away from hers.
Juice gently layed her down on the bed, taking his shirt off and then moving his hand up and down her thigh. They roll over, making Courtney lie on top of him. He finds the zip of her dress, slowly unzipping it. She sits up to take it off. He watches her in admiration, her defined torso and chest driving him mental. She crawls up him as his hands swiped along her back. They lips interlock again. He manages to take his jeans off with the help of Courtney. Juice ran his fingers through her soft brown hair, finding the clip of her lace black bra. She pulls it away from her and throws it into a random direction. "Oh man," he smiled. "Shut up and kiss me," she teased, as she kissed his neck and slowly made her way down his abs. She crawled back up and kiss lips again, taking her last bit of clothing off and then sitting on his lap. Juice watched her in amazement as they interlocked fingers. She rocked back and then up and down, biting her lip as she ran her fingers through her hair. Juice sat up, wrapping his arms around her, his hips momentously thrusting up and down. Courtney held onto him, his chest against hers. Suddenly he rolled her over. The stare into each other's eyes as he slowly thrusted in and out of her. She placed her hands on his jaw, feeling the rising sensation inside her. Her breathing became louder and faster. He leaned down against her, resting his face on her shoulder. One hand was against her neck, the other was at her waist. Deeper and deeper thrusts forced the climax of adrenaline as Courtney held onto Juice tight, her hand holding onto the back of his neck.
Juice rested himself on top Courtney. "You are so goddamn beautiful," he whispered, leaning up to look at her. "Oh shut up," she giggled, staring back at him. There was a moment of silence. A romantic moment. "I love you," Juice mumbled. Courtney smiled. "I love you too," she replied. She ran her hands up and down his biceps before wrapping them around him again and leaning against his bare chest. "Never leave me," she muttered, resting her eyes. "I won't baby. I won't," he assured, running his fingers through her hair. "I love you so much," she added. "I love you too. I'm never going to stop saying that." Courtney leans her chin on his chest, her hand resting on his abs. "Juice," she began. "Yeah baby," he replied. She thought about what she was going to say but decided not to. "Doesn't matter." "What Courtney?" "Never mind." "What?" "Nothing baby. I wish we could just stay like this forever. That's all." "So do I. Courtney, I'm not doing an Opie. Ok? I won't leave you. None of the boys would let me." "I know, baby. I know." Juice kisses her again. He holds her close to him like he will never let go. He won't let go.
Happy sat in his living room. It was quiet without Courtney. To be honest, he would rather not know what she was doing. He switched on the tv to watch absolutely nothing. He leaned his head back on the seat, thinking about the night that just passed. It made him chuckle. Macho man? Where did that ever come from? He thought to himself. He gave up on watching TV and headed off to bed. On the way, he walked past Courtney's room. 18 years. He missed 18 years of her life. Walking in to her room, he sat on the edge of her bed. His foot knocked something under her bed. He glanced underneath him and found a black sports bag. He opened it to find a notebook. It was one of those journals with the string that holds it shut. A rectangular piece of paper of some sort stuck out at the edge inside. Happy curiously opened it. It was on one of the first pages. He read it.
I want to find my dad. He's out there somewhere. I want to find him. I don't know how or when or why I even want to do this. I think it will give me some sense of closure- I don't think that is the right word to use. Maybe it is a sense of finding myself? I know how much I am like my mother, but there are characteristics I portray that do not belong to her. I have this added sense of toughness to me. Mom is tough. She is the toughest chick I know. Let's not forget badass. But this sense of toughness, it is more like violent toughness, a will to be evil. Evil in a good way though. I cannot find the words to explain. I also have a look on my face when I am angry- it looks nothing like mom. I know it is from my dad. I have an extra care factor for my family. More than my mother does if that is even possible? I don't know. Maybe my dad can give me an answer to that. And I love guns, cars and motorbikes. Mom doesn't mind the odd Mustang but that is about it. It is like an obsessesion of mine. One other thing I cannot explain, is my ability to be strategic. Mom is hopeless at maps and co let alone pulling something off. I'm good with numbers and tactics- opposite to her. The only explanation is I get these traits from my father. Whoever he is. Whatever he is. Wherever he is. I want to find him. I will find him.
At the bottom of the page, he found a photo of him and Courtney's mum. He smiled to himself, thinking about all the memories. He was the only woman he really loved and he screwed that up. He continued reading until he found a recent page. He read it.
I found him! I found my dad! He is the SGT at Arms for SAMCRO! He has a psychotic reputation and can kill a man with his bare hands. His angry look mirrors mine. I really found my dad. He's great. He is so loving and caring and just amazing. It's not easy suddenly having a 17 year old daughter in his life. He is coping well. Very well. And the SAMCRO family is just so lovely. There's a guy- Juice as they call him. I think I like him. But that's what time will tell. Back to the most amazing dad ever. He is tough, courageous, protective and funny. I know he would do anything for me. I love him for it. He is brilliant. I feel like I am undermining him. I'm definitely daddy's girl no matter what anyone says. I am proud to be his daughter. How many girls can say their dad is like my dad? Unless you're Chibs' daughter, Fi, who doesn't really notice much. Chibs is like an uncle figure. Bloody Scots as they say. Tig is like another uncle- the only one who comes as close to being as crazy as dad. And then there's the older brother, Jax. He is exactly like the brother I never had. I am so proud and happy to be a part of this family. It is an honour. I found my dad and I am the happiest I have ever been. And I think, (I think), he is too.
"Happy is an understatement Courtney," Happy beamed. He was over the moon. Courtney was the best thing that ever happened to him and he would die for her. She was his girl, no matter what anyone said. She's a daddy's girl if anyone likes it or not. She was a Loman.