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I hop off the table and move closer to the mirror. I love the way he made the lioness strong, but feminine. It’s perfect, just like Roxy.

“I think it’s amazing. Thanks, man.”

“Of course. Let’s get you both covered up, then we can head to the front of the shop.”

It takes a few minutes for him to cover both of our tattoos and for us to gather our things. With my arm wrapped around Roxy’s waist, we follow River to the front of the shop.

I don’t miss the way every eye strays to my girl or how they appreciate what they’re seeing. I have no doubt if she were here alone, these guys would be all over her.

River tells me the total for both of the tattoos and I tug my wallet out of my pocket. Roxy makes a move to pull out her credit card from the compartment in her phone, but I shake my head.

“Not only am I paying, but they don’t accept credit cards,” I whisper in her ear. I don’t want to embarrass her because I know exactly how she’ll respond if I do. The last thing I want is her to build those walls back up or for her to put any sort of distance between us.

“Chopper,” she says softly.

“Let me spoil you, baby. I’ve been waiting years for this.”

She stares at me as I hand over the money to River. I expect her to argue or to fight in some way, but she doesn’t.

“Thank you.” She squeezes my arm before resting her head against my bicep.

“Always.” I press a soft kiss to her forehead.

“Thanks, Chopper. It was great to see you again. Roxy, let me know when you want your next tattoo.” River nods his head before he disappears into his office.

He typically isn’t much of a talker and I'm sure having Roxy here is going to make him even less chatty. He knows he doesn’t stand a chance with her and even thinking about flirting will cause problems. Though we’re both in motorcycle clubs, since we aren’t in the same one, we don’t have much to talk about. We’ll never discuss club business or anything like that.

Leading Roxy out of the shop, I climb on my bike and wait for Roxy to settle behind me. Her arms are around me a moment later and her cheek is pressed against my back.

I grin to myself. I never thought I’d get to call Roxy mine, yet she seems all in when it comes to us. I just hope she doesn’t change her mind. Nothing would be worse than finally having her and watching her rip herself away from me. But that means I need to talk to Porter and fast.

Chapter 18

Roxy

“How do you feel, baby?” Chopper comes up from behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. He buries his face in the crook of my neck and breathes me in deeply.

A smirk tugs on the corner of my lips. I love how he doesn’t try to hide our relationship. He’s all in and isn’t afraid of everyone knowing it… Except Dad still doesn’t know and we won't be able to continue for long before he figures it out.

“I'm definitely sore. I couldn’t wear leather pants to work tonight.” I stick out my bottom lip in a pout, knowing how much Chopper loves it.

I glance up to find Storm’s gaze on me. Dixie’s tucked into his side and they’re at a table with Morris and Jasper. Oakley just walked in the door and I'm sure she’ll join them after she gets a drink.

I grab her a beer and pop the top, sliding the bottle across the bar towards her without ever stepping out of Chopper’s arms. She smirks at me and her eyes light up with amusement. She knows I’ve been fighting Chopper for years and I'm sure she’s thrilled to see us finally getting together.

But that’s the weird part about Chopper and me… He’s always been touchy feely with me. It’s not weird for him to wrap his arms around me or to kiss my neck. He did all of that before we started dating and I don’t expect him to stop now.

Oakley settles into the booth between Dixie and Jasper. She’s whispering something to our sister and they both peek up at Chopper and me. I roll my eyes at them, silently telling them to shut up.

“Are they going to stop staring at us?” Chopper murmurs in my ear. He isn’t upset in the least. I think he finds it entertaining.

“Probably not until you let go of me or I knee you in the balls.”

“Please, don’t do that, baby.” He tightens his hold on me like he isn’t sure if he should trust my movements.

“I wasn’t planning on it, but that’s what they’re waiting on.” I roll my eyes. “They’re used to you touching me and me pushing you away. They know something has changed, but they aren’t sure what… Though I think Storm knows.”

“He always knows everything,” he groans. “But I caught him and Dixie making out at the café long before they told Porter, so he should keep his mouth shut.”