Me: Move in with me?
Did I really just type that shit? We’d been together only a couple of months, but I’ve been with enough women in my life to know when it’s right. I thought I’d get a quick response but nothing. I’m a fucking moron; I probably just scared her away.
The hinges on the door creaked as Mikey poked his head out. “Yo, bro. Wanna come see my handy work?” He looked a little too happy for this time of morning.
“Who you working on off books?” There wasn’t a name on his schedule before ten.
“Special request. Get your lazy ass up and come look, you prick.” His head disappeared and I could hear a hushed conversation.
“Mikey, I’ve seen every piercing out there.” I climbed off the couch to make my brother happy because he’d harp on me like a bitch in heat for the rest of the day. Plus he could kick my ass if I didn’t. “What’s so special about this one?” I asked as I walked in the room and stopped dead in my tracks.
What the fuck?
Sitting in the chair was Suzy, my Suzy, with her breast exposed and a small metal hoop through her nipple. I couldn’t breath as I stood there staring with my mouth hanging open. Mikey looked excited and proud of himself but I wanted to rip his fucking throat out – fighter or not.
Suzy had a sly grin on her face. “You like?” she asked.
Should I be happy or pissed? I blinked, but I couldn’t fucking respond. My brother had his hands all over my woman, even if it was for my benefit, and I wasn’t there to supervise.
“Earth to City,” Mikey said, and I swear to fucking Christ I wanted to knock his happy ass out of the chair.
“You don’t like it, do you?” She frowned at me and her eyes began to glisten.
“Oh, no, sugar. It’s beautiful. Sexy as fuck, actually.” I grabbed her chin and kissed her. “I’ll have fun tugging on it like you do mine. It feels amazing.”
“You scared the crap out of me. Are you mad?” She asked as I rested my forehead against hers and stared in her eyes.
“I’m not mad. A little pissed my brother had his paws on your gorgeous tits and that you didn’t let me be here for it.” I turned my head and gave my brother a scathing look.
“Hey, seen one breast you’ve seen them all. It’s work, bro.”
Dickhead.
“I wanted to surprise you, Joey.”
“Well you fucking did that in spades, sugar.” I kissed her forehead and inspected the piercing closely.
“Next time you touch my woman, I get to be here, brother. Got me?”
“Got ya. I swear to god it was all for you. Get that stick out of your ass and look how well it turned out. She has the perfect nipples for piercings.”
Did he just fucking say that to my face?
“Mikey, watch it.”
“I look at it as another body part to be decorated. Chill the fuck out. I know she’s yours.”
“As long as we’re clear on that fact.”
“Crystal.” He stood to leave.
“Mikey,” I said stopping him in his tracks. “I wouldn’t trust her in anyone else’s hands. You did well.”
“Means a lot coming from you, Joe.” He slapped me on the shoulder and gave us a moment alone.
“You’re not feeling sick are you?” She looked flushed.
“Perfect. I thought it would hurt more than it did, though. I want to get the other one done eventually.”
“It takes a while to heal. You’re still riding the adrenaline high, you’ll be sore for a long time. Thank fuck you still have one nipple I can touch.”
“Oh, just touch?” She smirked and had started to become sassy. I closed the door and locked it. I had time to kill and Suzy sat before me with her breast exposed and a look of want in her eyes. “What are you doing?” Her eyes twinkled and she knew exactly what I had in mind.
“We’re going to have a chat about my text you didn’t respond to and then I’m going to fuck you bent over that chair.”
I loved her surprised face. “What text?”
“Look at your phone.” I crossed my arms over my chest and waited for her to read it.
“You want to move in together?” Here eyes grew wide and her mouth hung open.
“Yes, sugar. We spend every night together so why should you have to pay a house payment when I have a place of my own?”
“Don’t take offense, City, but your place isn’t really my taste. The man cave, barren walls and cottage feel. Can’t do it. You can move in with me, though.”
“Whatever makes you happy. As long as I have you in my bed and my bike in the garage, I’m a happy man.”