To be fair, the conversation had escalated a little further than intended, but as always when that happened, I dug my heels in. I wasn’t good at seeing his side if it differed from mine. And, yes, it terrified me every time he got on a bike, but that fear had lessened the longer I’d been with him. He was a phenomenal rider and no one in the Dogs had had an accident, outside of Dash, who was distracted and shouldn’t have been on the road anyway.
I let out a frustrated grunt. He was the president of an MC and his life was bikes. God, I was a class-A bitch to even suggest he give it up. And, if I was being honest, I didn’t want him to. I just wanted to cover him in bubble wrap so he was always safe.
I dressed quickly and headed downstairs, finding Doc drinking beer with Hatch in the kitchen. They were alone, but all conversation stopped when I walked in, so I had a feeling they were discussing club business.
“You look beautiful, Liv,” Hatch said.
“Thanks.” I stepped to Doc who wrapped an arm around me, even though I could tell he was still pissed. “Can I steal you for a minute?”
“Can it wait?” he asked.
“No.”
“I’m gonna go check on Maisie,” Hatch said, and left the room.
I slid my hands up Doc’s chest and looped them behind his neck. “I’m sorry.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?”
I nodded. “It was a momentary lapse in sanity brought on by Sweet Pea’s accident. I just want you safe, and sometimes, you walk out the door and I’m scared to death I’m going to get a call from Alamo or Doom telling me you’re being scraped up off the sidewalk.”
“Nothing’s gonna happen to me.”
“You can’t promise that, honey. I get it. And most days, it’s fine, but days like today, it’s scary.” I stroked his neck. “I will figure out a way to work through it. Somehow.”
He smiled. “I appreciate that, sweetness, because if I had to choose between the club—”
“And me, I know, the club would win.”
“No. Honey, it wouldn’t be a choice. You’re my number one. If you really wanted me to give up the life, I would. In a heartbeat. I wouldn’t look back.” He cupped my face. “So, you need to be really careful what you ask of me, because I will give you anything, even if it means giving up all of me.”
“Oh my god, Tristan!” I burst into tears and dropped my face to his chest. “I willneverask you to give this up. Ever. I promise. I’m sorry I even mentioned it.”
He chuckled. “Forgiven, baby. It’s okay.”
“It’s not okay. I’m the worst person on earth.”
“Well, I think that’s a little harsh. There are at least ten people ahead of you on that list.”
I snorted and smacked his chest. “You’re going to hell.”
“No doubt. But it won’t be after a bike crash.”
“Oh, I know. It’ll be after I murder you.”
He grinned, leaning down to kiss me. “Jesus, you make life... interesting.”
“You were going to say crazy.”
“If I was going to say crazy, I would have said crazy.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Look, you were freaked after Dash’s accident as well, it’s just magnified because you’ve got massive amounts of hormones rushing through your body. I get it.”
“That’s because you have the patience of Job when it comes to me.”
“Well there is that,” he said with a chuckle. “I’m assuming you bought what you’re wearing today?”
