“OK babe, are you ready for your surprise?” I cover Chewy’s beautiful gold eyes with one of my big, rough hands, and gently guide her through our front door as the other one cups the surprise I have for her nestled in my cut.
“I don’t really like surprises, but for you, I will try to like them. There may be a slight delay in my reaction though, so maybe set your expectations accordingly,” Chewy says matter of factly and I can't help the twitch of my lips. “Besides, I thought we weren’t doing gifts?”
I thought so too, but my fucking brothers got me so worked up that Chewy would go rabid on me if Ididn’tget her anything that I, like a chump, went all out. I knew I should have listened to my womanandmy gut and just treated today like any other day.
“I know, babe, but I wanted to get you something anyway.”
“Was it peer pressure? I bet it was.” She shakes her head, her wild curls bouncing. “OK then, bring it on. I have my surprised face at the ready.”
I huff before taking my hand from her eyes. “Happy Valentine’s Day, baby.”
Chewy takes in Chomper on his new bed, looking dapper in his costume. She squints at the curly wig, pirate hat and brown vest.
“Is he dressed as Captain Hook?”
I move to walk around her, grinning as I point to the two costumes hanging from the standing lamp. Chewy may not like a lot of things outside of torturing people and hacking, but she does love family dress ups with Laney and Chomper.
“No. Fucking. Way,” she whispers.
“Yes fucking way, baby. Next kid’s birthday party or Halloween or whatever fucking fancy dress party the DRMC has we’re going as -”
“Peter Pan!” She claps, grinning at the costumes. “You’re Peter, I’m Wendy, Laney is Tick Tock and Chomper is Hook! I love it!” She giggles and rushes toward me, about to jump in my arms but I have to block her so she doesn't squish my other surprise. “Hey!”
“Sorry baby, I have one more thing to give you.” With that I pull my cut open, revealing the kitten that Jovie had waiting for me.
Chewy stares at the kitten, narrows her eyes slightly, brows pinched. “That’s a bobcat.”
“What!?” I turn the cute little guy in my hands so I can get a good look at him. “No, I think he’s just a big kitten.”
“Oh Rhodie,” Chewy shakes her head sadly, like she’s disappointed in my intelligence. “That is a bobcat kitten. Look,” She points to its butt, “short tail, the spots on the back of its ears to mimic eyes in the wild, the tufts on its ears. That is most definitely a lynx type animal.”
“Mother fucker,” I whisper. “What the hell do we do with it?”
Chewy stares at it a moment, before shrugging. “Put it in Chomper’s spare enclosure and I’ll start its training program tomorrow.”
“What!?”
“What? It's a thoughtful gift that you’ve surprised me with. Oh, yeah,” Chewy clears her throat and makes her eyes really large, her hand over her mouth, “Oh Rhodie I love this surprise so much! The costumes and the dangerous animal are the best gifts I’ve ever been given.” She smiles wide and fake for a few seconds before her face relaxes to the one I love the most.
“Chewy, have I ever told you you’re the best actress I’ve ever seen?”
“Thank you. Wait, was that sarcasm?”
“Maybe a little,” I snort carrying the fucking bobcat to Chompers little spare gated area in the corner of the lounge. I place the kitten gently inside, making sure he's safe and secure. “Are you sure you want to keep this thing?”
“Babe. Rhodie. Rhodes. I am a literal badass. I’m a mother, an MC icer, I own a gator and now I own a murder cat.AndI’m growing a human inside me! I’m very top tier right now.”
“Yes, yes you are,” I reply, wrapping her in my arms and pressing a soft kiss to her lips.
“Thank you for my Valentine’s surprise.”
“Oh, that’s not all, I have one more.”
“Oh yeah?” Chewy’s eyes glitter as she looks up at me, holding my gaze, making me feel ten fucking feet tall.
“Yeah,” I whisper, sucking at her pulse point before pulling back, slipping her last gift out of my pocket, and waving the bottle of lube in my hand.
“I love you, Rhodes.”
