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“Just tell me when and which spot you want to start with.”
I grinned up at him. “You have something specific in mind?”
“Nope.” His scruff scraped against my shoulder as he pressed a kiss to the pulse point at the base of my neck. “Artist’s choice for the first one.”
“Really?” It was a rare thing for someone to trust me to ink them without any input on the design. So much so that Dahlia was the only person who’d gone in blind, back when I was first learning.
“Yup, you’re talented as shit.” He curled his arm to turn me so that I was sprawled against his chest. “And I trust you not to fuck me over with the design.”
Grinning down at him, I traced my finger over a blank spot of skin on his shoulder. “So you don’t want a No Regerts tattoo right here?”
“Keep it up, and you’re gonna earn yourself a spanking.” He shook his head with a deep chuckle, lightly swatting my butt.
I wiggled on top of him, pressing my thighs together at the tingle his words evoked. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.”
“It’d be one that’d leave you feeling the imprint of my hand for a few days.” His phone chirped with a text notification just as my inner walls clenched at his warning. “Hold that thought, princess.”
Reaching out to pluck his cell off the nightstand, he glanced at the screen with a groan.
“You gotta go?” I asked with a sigh.
“Yup, but hopefully it won’t be long.”
He claimed my mouth in a deep kiss that left me breathless. Then he climbed off the mattress and threw on some clothes. When he left the room, I grabbed my phone to call my sister.
Dahlia picked up in the middle of the first ring. “Took you long enough to check in. I was starting to think maybe it was wrong of me not to clue Dad in on what happened yesterday.”
“It’s only been a day, which is exactly what I promised,” I pointed out.
“Yeah, but you know I’ve been dying of curiosity.” She made a tsk-ing sound. “It’s not every day that my sister is hauled over the shoulder of the Iron Rogues’ VP and rides off on the back of his bike to who knows where.”
Curling up against his pillow, I pulled the sheet higher. “He brought me to their territory.”
“Damn,” she breathed. “I should’ve guessed that since he looked pretty damn serious when he carried you out of Silver Ink.”
“And I gave him my V-card last night,” I confessed.
“Am I supposed to be surprised?” Dahlia snorted. “Because I’m not. The chemistry between the two of you was hot enough to set the tattoo parlor on fire.”
I hadn’t planned on telling her the most important part of what happened last night, but I found myself blurting, “We didn’t use a condom, and you already know I’m not on birth control since there was no need before I met Maverick and I didn’t think I’d ever see him again.”
“You know what that means, right?”
Resting my hand over my lower belly, I answered, “That I could be pregnant?”
“Well, that too, but also that this thing between the two of you isn’t temporary. It’s gotta be permanent if he’s trying to knock you up on day one.” She whistled the tune to a lullaby our mom used to sing to each of us kids when we were babies. “We’ve seen it time and time again when one of the guys falls hard and fast. They always want to knock our aunts up. It’s like the biker mating dance, literally and figuratively. That’s why there’s so many children running around the compound.”
“Do you think so?” Maverick and I hadn’t really talked about the lack of protection last night, except for the dirty, hot things he’d said while he was inside me.
“Yup, which is why I hate to burst your bubble. But Dad has already noticed you’re not around,” she told me.
“Crap,” I groaned, burying my face in a pillow to muffle my scream of frustration.
“I called your appointments for the next few days to let them know they needed to reschedule, but one of them missed the message and came into Silver Ink first thing this morning anyway,” she explained. “Patriot was there and did his session, so no worries about the client. But then he wanted to know why you weren’t around, and I told him you were helping a friend who had some stuff going on.”
I buried my face in the pillow again with a groan.
“Yeah, that went over how you’d expect.”
