Whats Love Got To Do With It?

[daytona]

Name of Thread: What's Love Got to Do With It
Characters Involved in Thread: Kate Cliff - Daytona Stokes - Clay Morrow
IC Month Thread Occured: July
Brief Description of Thread: Clay returns to get supplies, Daytona tries to get frisky, Kate tells him that Sam Bell is in town.

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The day was quite a hot one out in California. Looking in at the Teller-Morrow garage. You can spot a pretty little blond in daisy duke shorts, a black bikini top and six inch clear heels washing a few of the members bikes. Some guys stare at her ass as she bend over to make sure it is perfectly clean. Daytona makes sure the job is done right for the members. Because each one please her at some point.

Daytona looks over her sunglasses at the stares she getting. All she can do is let out a slight innocent giggle. She was finishing up the last bike. All she had to do is put the wax on it and she was done. Before she could do that she heard her name being called in the office. Looking around Daytona couldn't tell who it was calling her. She hoped she wasn't in trouble. So she picked up her t-shirt and put it over the bikini top. It was a black half shirt that said SAMCRO on it.

Walking to the office a few members whistled as she walked. Most of the guys loved having the little sweet butt around. It was nice for them Because they got a nice view at work. Daytona smiled and looked back giggling innocently. Finally getting to the office she closed the door behind her. No one was in there So she took a seat in front of the desk crossing her legs waiting to see who wanted her

[claymorrow]

He had only come back for the day and then it was back up to the Indian Hills and the Devil's Tribe Clubhouse to finish what the Mayan's had started. Between shooting up the strip club, burning down the garage, and basically just being there Clay was at that point where he was about to snap or snap someone else in hlaf if he got the chance too and he was just waiting for someone to push that button that would push him over board. Not to mention he was more than a little annoyed at Jury's lack of wanting to deal with anything, it was as if he had already thrown in the towel and was preparing to just give up and give in, and that was Clarence Morrow's way of doing things.

"Where did you oput my duffle bag," Clay asked from the corner of the room as he continued to dig around. She knew which one he meant, the one that contained enough weapons to blow up a small army and in return would leave a nice message of his won if it came down to that. He had left them there and now he couldn't find them. "And before you get an ideas no you aren't coming with me, this isn't one of those trips and things are bad enough right now."

Had it been anything else than he really wouldn't have minded her tagging along with him and going up but this was getting to the point of no return and Clay had no desires to get anymore innocent people involved in things. No it was best if Dalton just managed to remain where she was and out of trouble, though that was a laugh, her remaining out of trouble.

"Tell you what why don't you go to Vegas or something and when this blows over I'll meet you up there for the weekend or something," he finally offered as he turned around folding his arms over his chest.

[daytona]

Daytona got a small frown on her face when he said she couldn't come with. She was Clays personal play toy when Gemma wasn't around. Most thought Clay was going to leave Gemma for the sweet butt. Standing up walking toward him she spoke in her innocent voice. "I put it in the closet of the spare bedroom last night with some clothes I packed as well for you." Daytona had spent the last night for Clay. She had been taking care of him while Gemma was gone visiting some friends or family. Daytona didn't care the details. Just knowing that the King of the SoA was taking her to bed nightly was all she needed to know.

Daytona got a little closer. She removed her sunglasses revealing her gorgeous blue eyes. Then gave him a slight kiss on the lips. Hoping he would uncross his arms to let her in closer. " I guess I can go to Vegas. But nothing really for me to do but worry about you. I wish you would let me ride with. You know I am tough and can handle whatever happens babe. " she said pleading that he let her come with. Vegas was really no fun for her.

Yes gambling with Clay's money would be fun. But her mind would worry to much on him. Since Daytona became a sweet butt Clay had taken a liking to her. Then again none of the others had the talents she had or pleased him like her. Daytona knew how to push his buttons just right to get what she wanted from him.

[claymorrow]

She was arguing with him again and the only blonde that got away with doing that was Kate and that was because well, if Clay had ever had a daughter that was sort of what he imagined her to be like. Tough as nails but able to know when to back down when the time came too it. Unfolding his arms he pushed Daytona back so he could look down at her before he shook his head.

"Not going and not making me feel bad for me not taking you. They just had a woman get her garage burned down Daytona, they were damn lucky she had taken off and gone somewhere else or she might have been killed," he explained before he furrowed his brow, to be honest he was impressed with the work that Mirko and Rain had done as far as gathering intel but it wasn't as if Clay was going to tell them that, not yet anyway. There was still work to be done before the President was willing to give a pat on the back and buy a few drinks for the boys, and it was that motto of all work and no play until the job was done that kept their asses a float and them not sitting in jail cells or being buried six feet under.

Turning he dug around for a few moments before he looked down at the blonde in front of him and stuck the rather impressive roll of cash in her very ample clevage. It was his way of saying he was sorry that she wasn't going with him and telling her in the same breath that he had no intentions of bending and breaking on this matter.

"Behave yourself though how about that, trying to do that should keep you busy for a while," he offered as he dropped down into the chair and grabbed her hips pulling her down into his lap as he did so before he smirked. "No more shoes though, I'm going to have to buy a second apartment just to house the damn things if you pick up anymore of them." he joked.

[daytona]

Daytona knew he wasn't going to budge. Giving him the said puppy dog look wouldn't help her case any. When he slid the cash in between her breast she bit her lip. Quickly pulling it from between her ample breast she slip it into her tight front pocket. Now she knew he was quite serious on not taking her. That sucked she thought to herself. Vegas couldn't be all that bad.

Shopping was one thing she was definitely going to do there. But then she heard clay Tell her no more shoes. Darn she loved shoes too. But he was right she had far to many pairs to speak off. Mainly because if it has a heel she buys it. Daytona felt herself falling into Clay's Lap. She smiled at the fact that she got to be alone with him.

"Okay...I won't buy anymore shoes I promise." Daytona said as she went to kiss his neck softly. In the mood for giving her man some much needed attention was on the mind of Daytona. But she knew. That she needed to relax him a bit. He seemed so stressed with everything. Knowing that Clay was basically paying for her to be his mistress Daytona was going to do anything she could to keep him happy. Hell if her cards turn out right. Maybe just maybe he might leave Gemma for her. but she knew that would never happen. So she did what she could while Gemma was away.

Daytona stood up and walked behind clay. She removed her t-shirt revealing her bikini top again. Daytona started to rub Clay's shoulders trying to give him a relaxing massage. Of course Daytona was good for more than just the massage. She wanted more as well. But she knew this was the way to get him going.

[mavrick]

((Elsie, I asked Dee if this was okay. It's plot important to Kate since she's broke and homeless.))

Kate had been in the doorway just long enough to see Daytona remove her top and begin giving Clay a massage. The girl took a deep breath, before giving an ‘excuse me’ cough. She was glad if nothing else, that she had gotten there before Daytona went for a ride with the President, and she didn’t mean on a Harley. Kate had her arms folded across her chest. Daytona always made her go on the defensive automatically, she couldn’t help it. Kate hated the girl, full stop, the end.

She had good reason to be interrupting the would be fuck bunnies, because Kate was officially broke and homeless. Her middle sister had called her out to L.A before she’d been put on lockdown, and had cleaned her out of any spare cash she had. And now her oldest sister had gone off on her for being a ‘biker whore’ and headed on a road to early death. Coupled with the fact she wasn’t allowed to leave Charming, nor had enough gas in her tank to make it even if she tried, Clay was her only option.

“Can I talk to you?” she asked Clay, trying her very best to keep her tone and facial expression on the neutral. Daytona had a thing about flaunting her ways, and Kate secretly wished Gemma would show up one day and unload a clip into her bleached head. A girl could dream right? Kate stepped inside the door, indicating she was going to talk to Clay whether either of them protested or not.

[claymorrow]

Clay wasn't really in the mood to be pampered at the moment, he had too much going on in the Hills and he had too much that needed to be taken care of to think about anything aside from that. Turning his attention away from Daytona he glanced over at the door before he nodded, taking the time to pull a cigar from his pocket and then light it. Muttering something under his breath he had to lift an eyebrow, between what had happened to her friends garage and God knows what else she looked like hell.

"What's wrong Katie?"

He normally wouldn't have called her that but then again she didn't normally show up asking to talk to him with that look on his face either. Shifting and looking back at the blonde in the doorway he motioned for her to come in so that she could speak and not have everyone else hearing whatever was going on. "If this is about your friend she called your Dad last night and said something about being on a vacation," he offered before he shrugged his shoulders. Something wasn't right and in light of everything else that was going on he wasn't sure he liked whatever this was.

Looking back at Daytona Clay gave her that look which was meant to say anything she heard being said remained silent or else she would find herself in a shit load of trouble and not even begin to know how to dig her way out of it. He didn't mind her listening in but he liked to make sure that she understood not everything was as clear cut as what it seemed to be and things weren't meant to get splattered around. It's why he seldom dealt with the sweetbutts for the most part, the required more work and effort than he wanted to put in.

Blowing smoke into the air he looked back at Kate as he folded his arms over his chest.

[daytona]

(its cool more Drama)

Daytona seen Kate in the door way. She stopped giving Clay his massage and slipped her t-shirt back on. Standing behind Clay she kept her mouth shut. Daytona knew when she got to listen in she had to keep quiet about somethings. But being in this close of a relationship with clay. It was more important for her to keep quiet.

Daytona smiled innocently and put her hands in her pockets. She was gonna listen and keep her mouth shut. That is when she spoke up trying to be nice since Kate was a friend of the clubs " would you like some coffee, tea, hot chocolate or a beer? I would be glad to get you something." Daytona said being nice.

She was saving face in front of Clay. The main reason she offered is because she'd be with clay in his bed until Gemma came back. At least that was the plan.

[mavrick]

Kate smiled slightly at Clay and glanced at Daytona as she offered to get her something to drink. She knew it was fake, that she was only offering because Clay was there. And Kate couldn’t stomach spurring her on by accepting her offer. “No thanks,” she said, kindly enough before turning her attention back to Clay. Kate really hated that Clay frequented this girl, but she also knew you didn’t go around telling Old Ladies what their men got up to while they were out of town. So she swallowed the lecture she wanted to give him, and got to the point.

“My sisters have left me broke and homeless,” she stated bluntly before laughing dryly. “June called me up last week and asked me to go see her,” she began, knowing that Clay knew that June was her older sister and the resident drug addict living in LA. “I gave her what I had, expecting to be back in the Hills by now. And now June has gone on one of her ‘you’re going to get yourself killed and I don’t want to be around for it’ rampages, and has kicked me out. I’ve been crashing here.” She sighed and wished Daytona hadn’t been there to hear it, as it all sounded rather pathetic now that she’d said it aloud.

The girl would probably offer her a place to stay at her house, just to make herself look good. And Kate would rather sleep under a bridge then stay at another place that smelt like stale pussy… Jax’s room was bad enough.

[claymorrow]

He watched the exchange between the two and it wasn't hard for Clay to pick up on the fact that Kate wasn't happy with his choice of bedmates, though she was smart enough not to mention anything at all to him about it. Which was why he let the fact that she wanted to simply fade away, not to mention the fact that it seemed as if she had been through enough and knowing her sisters they probably weren't finished in the end either, those girls had never learned to behave, or if they had Clay didn't know about it.

Thinking about it for a few moments Clay leaned over and reached into the safe before he pulled out another roll of cash, bigger than what he had given Daytona before he tossed it to Kate. "No sense in you having to sleep here and even less sense in you running around with no cash," he started before he stopped. Yeah for the love of God she didn't need to sleep there, he knew what went on in that Clubhouse and to be honest that's why he didn't sleep there often. "Till you find a place though you can stay at the house, Gemma is gone until Wendsday of next week but I'll call her and let her know that your going to be there for a while." His wife wouldn't mind, she liked Kate which is why he saw no problems in extending the offer that he was.

"If you want any of your stuff from up in the Hills make a list and give it to me before I head back up and I'll get it for you, but I still agree with your Dad about you laying low down here. Their going after anyone and everyone that they can right now so this is the better option." He was hoping the Mayan's were smart enough not to try to push their way into Charming because well, he wasn't Jury and he wasn't afraid o send them a very point blank message if he had too. Looking between the two blondes Clay relit his cigar before he reached up and ran his hand over his face.

[daytona]

Daytona couldn't believe he was offering the house to Kate. But she couldn't say anything. Then seeing the roll of money she felt a little more upset. But she had nothing to say to Kate. Even though she was a close friend to the club. Daytona was only tolerating her for Clay's sake. Hearing that Kate was going through hell kind of amused her. But she didn't say a thing.

Even though Clay offered her the house. Daytona smiled and wanted to be polite. " I have an apartment I barely live in you can have. I practically live here at the club house anyways. That way you can have your own place. I mean I can have all my stuff moved out of the master bedroom tonight and you can keep all the furniture and stuff. So you will have a completely furnished place. " She said being nice. Daytona was trying to move out of there anyways. She was trying to move closer to Clay and her job in Lodi.

Mainly to be closer to Clay. But that was a different story. Daytona was not going to admit her feeling for him. It was an affair thats all it was. Daytona looked at Kate them at Clay. She hoped she was doing right by him. She hated letting Clay down it really hurt her. But she needed to do something that made her seem like she was making an effort.

[mavrick]

Kate swallowed all the bitchy comments that threatened to spill from her lips as Daytona spoke. Having accepted the roll of cash from Clay and stuffing it in her back pocket she gave a nod as he offered his place to her. When Daytona cut in and offered her unused apartment, Kate’s grey blue eyes moved to the Crow Eater with a neutral expression. “It’s okay, it’s only for a couple of nights. Jess has set me out to get her a house to rent and grab a few things for her, so I’ll crash there once I’ve secured a joint for her.” She turned her attention back to Clay as she moved onto talking about Jess.

Clay had to know Kate wouldn’t accept anything from Daytona even if she was dying.

It really stuck up Kate’s ass, having to play nice because Clay was in this chick when Gemma was out of town. Playing nice, for either of the women was painful. She knew Daytona didn’t like her, perhaps jealous that she was a respected and loved woman, without having to put out. She was probably upset that Clay had just given her a wad of cash and offered his home, something Kate suspected Clay would never offer to Daytona.

Daytona may have had a lot of things over on Kate, but Kate had real respect, and you couldn’t fuck a person into respecting you, so Daytona was out of luck.

“I’ve got all the gear I need,” she added to Clay. “Though I would love to see you with a list, going through my room at the club house… it’s worse than Jax’s.” She chuckled, she had a habit of throwing things about the place and forgetting where they were. The cosy little room had the smell of engine grease, and her subtle perfume. Add on to that all classic Harley pinup posters and various motorbike parts, most guys thought it was sexy as hell. But finding things was a pain in the ass.

[claymorrow]

Clay nodded his head, he trusted Kate and she wouldn't lie to him when it came to having a place to stay which was why he didn't push the issue all that much though he did give her on of those looks that could have been taken a million different ways. "Yeah and I don't want either one of you going back up there until things have straightened out, you make sure that your friend understands that. This isn't the Indian Hills she's in now, it's Charming and I run the show here," he explained before he nodded his head.

Though what Kate said next was enough to make him laugh. "Worse than Jax room, see if that's the case you can forget me going in there trying to find things. It's bad enough having to deal with that kid your Dad has up there." Yeah the guy was angry, though Clay suspected that was what he was like all of the time and to be honest he wasn't sure that he wanted to have to deal with that mess.

It wasn't as if he didn't catch onto the exchange between Kate and Daytona because he did, but he also knew Kate would hold her tongue at least for now. Though it did leave Clay wondering if it came down too it which one did you pick. The chick that you had sex with on a regular basis because your wife had taken to leaving you alone for long periods of time and not seeming to mind this, of the girl that you thought of as a daughter. The answer was plain and simple and didn't leave much room for any kind of arguement for that matter, and he'd hate to see Daytona go if it came down too it but he had watched Kate grown up and then instance blood was thicker than sex.

"Now I have to go back to the Hills, one of you is going to Vegas and the other one of you is going to make sure that your friend doesn't loose her mind and escape Charming." He offered stubbing his cigar out on his boot before he pushed himself up and looked between both of them. "Any other business to attend too before I go and take a shower and gas up my bike ladies?"

[daytona]

Day understood Clay's feelings for Kate. That was like his daughter. Day was only there to please him when he needed it. Mainly when Gemma was no where to be seen. Other than that she was normally finding herself alone. But lately she has been with Clay almost twenty four-seven.

Day kept her mouth shut as Kate and Clay talked. She knew how she was suppose to act when business was being talked. But she couldn't help to let her eyes look out the window. She stared out at the entrance. Not much was going on. Day finally snapped out of it when she heard Clay direct his question to both ladies.

"There is nothing I can think of babe. As long as I am joining you in the shower." she said with a playful attitude. She still didn't want to go to Vegas without Clay. But she had to do as he said or it was her head.

[mavrick]

“Yes, well before you two hit the showers,” Kate began, her sarcastic tone coming through a little stronger than she would have liked it. “Sam Bell is in town,” she added on promptly, her voice returning to normal. “Guy named Eamon blew into the club house yesterday,” she continued, knowing Clay would let her get away with her snarky comment because of the business at hand. “He didn’t tell me why he was here, but I figure it’s something that might benefit from talking to you. He’s laid up in Jax’s room if you want to go find out what he’s up to.”

Kate realised in the moment after finishing her sentence that she’d just told Clay that Eamon was crashed in the same room she had admitted to sleeping in just minutes before. She felt her body tense up at the realisation, not because Clay would have had a problem with Kate having a little fun with the Irishman, but the damned teasing she was likely to get for it having inadvertently confessing to it. She realised she was holding her breath, and let it out slowly, trying to relax and not look quite so damned busted.

She hoped Clay would be gentle in front of Daytona… but then Clay was never gentle about anything.