Sold to the mafia

Epilogue

Zane

“Are you sure it’s not going to hurt?” Maddy asks me again. I’ve told her it’s gonna fucking hurt. Tattooing over any bone isn’t a walk in the park. But somehow she keeps getting it in her head that I’ve told her it isn’t going to hurt.

“Just a little, but don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you.”

She looks up at me warily and takes in a deep breath. “Alright. Let’s do this.”

She opens the door to the new shop and walks right in like she owns the place. And I guess she does, since what’s mine is hers, now that we’re married.

“Hey Needles, do you guys have cosmos here?” she asks Needles, and I can’t help but laugh as he gives her a look like she’s crazy.

He looks past her and right at me. “She for real, bro?” he asks.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Give her what she wants, man. She’s getting my mark on her.”

Needles gives her a big smile and Trisha walks out from the back. She must’ve heard us come in.

“I got something in the back you’ll like.” She grins at Maddy, and I get the sense that the two of them have talked about this before.

“Whatever you’re drinking, take it down fast, baby.” I pull her into my arms and hold her tight to me. “I’ve been waiting for this for a long time.”

“What’d you decide on?” Needles asks Maddy.

She looks back at me with a small smile and then to him and says, “I told him whatever he wants. I trust him.” That’s almost true. She told me she wanted peaches. Her confession nearly knocked me on my ass.

She said she needed it. She needed me to make my nickname for her permanent, so she can’t run from it.

I think I’m going to throw in some sunflowers too. She lights up every time I get them for her now. If she’s having a bad day, it’s real easy to put a smile on her face and then take her to bed and help her forget whatever’s bothering her.

Needles snorts a laugh as Maddy pulls away from me and grabs a small pink bottle of something from Trisha. “Well, it’s your funeral,” he says under his breath.

“Kinky?” Maddy asks.

“Fucking delicious,” Trisha says, shooting back her own tiny ass bottle.

“You on the clock?” I ask her.

“Nah, me and Katie are going out tonight.”

Maddy rolls her eyes and sets her empty bottle down. “Don’t let her get you into trouble.”

“Us?” she asks. “Never.”

I pull Maddy into the back as I nod to Trisha and Needles. “See you guys later.”

She squeezes my hand and takes a deep breath as she sits on the table.

I decide to give her a little laugh. She’s too stiff, too worked up.

“How about on your inner thigh? Right near your pussy. Since it’s so fucking sweet.”

She smiles a bit and bites down on her lip, but she’s still nervous.

“You don’t have to do this, you know?” I’ve given her so many chances to back out of this. I know she’s not into getting a tat herself. I wouldn’t blame her if she never got one. I’ve been trying to hide my excitement just in case she did want to back out.

She shakes her head emphatically and says, “I want this, Zane.”

She lifts her shirt and leans back on the table.

“Make me yours forever,” she says.

I bend down and kiss her stomach. Faint stretch marks are still there from when she carried our little man, Gabe. He’s safe at home napping with the sitter while we go on our first “date” out. She could do anything she wanted, and this is what she picked.

She took a chance on me. She loved me, married me, and gave me a family.

I look into her gorgeous green eyes and know I’m cherished.

“You are mine forever.” I wait for her to look up at me before I say, “I love you, peaches.”

She gives me a sweet smile and says, “I love you too, Zane.”