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“That all we getting done today? That was a quick one for you,” Bruce says jokingly as I’m sure the rest of Tank’s artwork tookhoursto accomplish.

“Actually, there is one more thing I want.” He takes a few calculated steps closer to my chair, towering over me and making Izzy stop my tattoo.

“Bite.” He holds his hand up to my mouth, and with my eyes locked on his, I bite down on his hand exactly where I know he wants me to, and I bitehard, making his jaw tighten when I do. He sits back down and Bruce wipes his hand with an alcohol wipe before tattooing my teeth marks into Tank’s palm.

Holy shit, why is that so hot?

“Alright, you’re done.” Izzy smiles at me, as she begins putting her tools away. I look down at my ring finger and seeNot even deathon one side andshall part uson the other. My eyes begin to water as I look over at my husband, whose eyes are already fixed on me. The smile on his face isn’t devilish or playful, it’s that genuine, happy smile that he gets when something good happens for us. Like he’s proud of the choice he made in bringing us here today.

I love it.I mouth to him, earning a wink in return.

I can’t stop staring at my hand until we’re back out in the parking lot. I think Imayhave mumbled athank youto Izzy and Bruce, but honestly, I don’t remember.

“What do you think?” Tank asks, holding his left hand up to mine to show the exact same tattoo on his ring finger.

“I think I love you more than you’ll ever know. That every little thing like this that you do for me, forus,just proves that I fell in love with the right guy. I still can’t believe I get to be your wife.” My last words are almost a whisper as I continue staring at our hands.

“I promise to never stop doing these little things for you, baby. Because I never want you to forget how much I love, adore, and cherish you, my little wife.” He leans in and presses his lips to mine, as different waves of emotions flood me.Joy, disbelief, desire.

“Where to now, Honey?” he asks, pressing his forehead to mine.

“FOOD!” I growl.

“Damn, I really thought you’d wanna go home and use my other tattoo.” He clicks his tongue, pulling away from me dramatically.

“Food first, then that.” I counter, making his face twist with interest.

“Okay. I can get behind that.”

“You sure you’re gonna make it that long?”

“I’ll make it.” He pouts, but almost instantly his eyes darken and he leans in closer, stealing my breath. “But I can’t promise I won’t be thinking about fucking you the entire time we’re there. How I can’t wait to see you biting down on my hand while I bury my cock so deep inside you that your whole body is shaking from the orgasm I give you.” My pussy tightens around nothing, and the sudden urge to have him deep inside me causes my heart to race. But when I bite my lip, ready to give up on the idea of food and beg him to take me behind this fucking tattoo parlor, he rolls his eyes dramatically and pulls me behind him.

“But no, let’s go get some fucking french fries first.” I can’t help but laugh when he throws me over his shoulder to carry me the short distance to his bike. He drops me onto my seat and threads his fingers through my hair, kissing me until my lips tingle.

I still can’t believe he’s reallymine.

CHAPTER35

TANK

“Doyou think it would be okay if I took Hendrix with me to volunteer today?” I run my fingers through Ruby’s wavy hair as her head rests on my chest. Slow starts to the day have become one of my favorite things since marrying Ruby. Getting to lie next to her in bed, feeling her leg draped over mine, her scratching my side or tracing my tattoos while I comb through the tangles in her hair. It’s the simplest things like this that make me realize just how madly in love with her I am.

“I think he would love that. You don’t think they’ll mind?” She lifts her head to face me, displaying marks from where her hand has been pressed into her cheek.

“Hell no. A kid as cool as Hendrix? They’re going to adore him.”

“Who’s going to adore me?” Hendrix bursts into the room, running over to jump on the bed.

“Everyone in the whole wide world, probably,” Ruby says, wrapping him up in her arms, and kissing him playfully until he’s kicking his feet with laughter.

“I wanted to take you somewhere special today, you wanna go?”

“Heck yeah!” he yells as he starts jumping on the bed.

“Okay, then mister. You need to shower and brush your teeth,” Ruby instructs, sending him out the door.

“Yes, ma’am!” He plops down off the bed and slams the door behind him.

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