Free Ruined #5 (The MC Motorcycle Club Romance Series - Book #5) by Alycia Taylor

he?”
    “How old are you Joey, tell the lady.”
    “I’m free,” he said, holding up three fingers.
    “Wow, what a big boy,” the lady said. She wasn’t
kidding. He was a big guy.
    I loaded Joey into his car seat and strapped him
down tight in the back seat and he talked non-stop on the drive to his Daddy’s
shop. I loved the sound of his babble. It was like music to my ears after I’ve
missed him all day.
    “Here we are kiddo,” I told him as we pulled up in
front. I unstrapped him and helped him out.
    As soon as I got him out, he wanted down too. I sat
him down on his feet and he took off. I wasn’t worried because he was on the
sidewalk and I knew he couldn’t open the door. The knob was too high.
    “Mama, come on!” he yelled at me over his shoulder.
    “I’m here, Mr. Impatient.” I pulled open the door
and Joey ran straight to the back. That door was too high for him to open too
but he knew here he could press his little face into the partition and see
inside.
    That was what he was doing when Dax looked over the
top of it and said, “There’s my hot wife, but where’s my boy ?”
    Joey was giggling and pressed up
against the corner of the partition. He thought that Dax
couldn’t see him there.
    “Oh my goodness, I have no idea. Where’s Joey? He
was just here.” More giggling and then at last Dax reached over and grabbed him
into his arms.
    “There he is!” he shouted before tickling him all
over. Sometimes when I watched the two of them together my heart felt like it
was going to explode. They looked just alike. I had two Dax’s to love. I was
the luckiest woman in the world.
    I let myself into the back through the door. Dax
gave Joey some new stickers he’d gotten for him and while he was putting them
all over the chair he’d almost completely covered with stickers Dax said, “So,
how was your first day?”
    I laughed. “Well, since it wasn’t technically my
first day it was surprisingly easy.”
    “You know what I mean. How did it feel to walk in
there this morning and know that you own a piece of the place?”
    “It felt awesome,” I told him. “I stared at my new
business card every chance I got today.”
    He hugged me and said, “Olivia Turner, Registered
Nurse Practitioner, and now a partner in the Joshua Tree Clinic. I’m so damn
proud of you.”
    “Thank you, baby. I’m so happy.”
    “Me too. You ready to fix that tattoo?”
    I shrugged out of my top shirt. I was wearing a
camisole with spaghetti straps underneath it. Dax said he could get to it from
there. I checked on Joey and he was playing blocks. I turned on his little tune
box that made music for him so the tattoo gun noise didn’t bother him and I
went back and sat down on the table.
    Dax was grinning at me.
    “What?”
    “Nothing, just you,” he said.
    “Well now you have to tell me.”
    “It’s just that what I’m doing to the tattoo will
not even take as long as all of that took you. I think you’re stalling.”
    “I am not,” I said. He was right, I was.
    “You don’t want our initials in your heart?”
    “I do, I just don’t want it to hurt.”
    “I’m magic, remember?”
    “Yeah, but it’s been a long time since we started
this. I think I was tougher back then.”
    He kissed me and said, “I have never met a tougher
and more capable woman than you are at this very moment.” That did it. Now I
had to let him work on the tattoo.
    “Okay,” I said, taking a deep breath. “Let’s do
this.”
    Dax had everything ready. He turned on the gun and
he put D.T. in the left corner, O.T. in the right corner and J.T. right in the
middle. The heart was solid red and the initials were white. He made them pop
out and I loved it.
    “I really like it,” I told him.
    He kissed me and said, “Good, I love you, Olivia
Turner.”
    “I love you, Dax Turner.”
    “I love you both!” Joey asked from behind Dax’s
legs. We hadn’t even realized he was there.
    Dax and I laughed and Dax reached down and