~𝙼𝙾𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙽 𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝙱𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙲𝙻𝚈𝙳𝙴~

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟

Bellatrix sat on her front porch, the sun casting a warm glow around her. It was around 4 pm, and she could hear the distinct rumble of Tig's motorcycle approaching from a block away. She took a drag from her cigarette, exhaling slowly as she watched him turn onto their street and pull into the driveway.

Tig parked his bike and shut off the engine, the sound of it cutting through the quiet of the neighborhood. He removed his helmet, shaking out his hair as he walked towards Bellatrix. She watched him, a smile playing on her lips.

"Hey, babe," he said, leaning down to give her a kiss. Bellatrix welcomed him with open arms, pulling him into a tight hug.

"Hey, you," she replied, her voice soft. "How was your ride?"

Tig grinned, a twinkle in his eye. "It was good, but not as good as coming home to you," he said, planting another kiss on her lips. Bellatrix chuckled, swatting him playfully.

"Smooth talker," she teased, taking another drag from her cigarette. Tig sat down next to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

"I try," he said, smiling.

"Yeah you do, Daddy, Yeah you do." said Bellatrix

*

As they entered the house, Bellatrix kicked the door shut behind them, the sound echoing through the quiet street. She led Tig through the familiar hallway, the scent of leather and cigarettes lingering in the air. Tig followed closely behind, his hand brushing against her back as they walked.Bellatrix headed straight for the kitchen, her heels clicking on the tiled floor. She opened the fridge, grabbing two beers and tossing one to Tig. He caught it effortlessly, a smirk playing on his lips."Cheers, Daddy," she said, raising her beer in a mock toast. Tig chuckled, clinking his bottle against hers."Cheers, baby girl," he replied, taking a long sip of his beer. Bellatrix took a seat at the kitchen table, crossing her legs as she watched Tig. She was feeling playful, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"By the way, Daddy, Gemma and Clay are takin' us out to dinner." said Bellatrix

Tig raised an eyebrow, taking another swig of his beer. "Oh yeah? What's the occasion?" he asked, curious.

Bellatrix shrugged, a smirk playing on her lips. "Who knows with those two? Probably just feelin' generous," she replied, taking a sip of her beer.

"Well, as long as Gemma's not cookin', I'm in," Tig joked, earning a laugh from Bellatrix. She leaned back in her chair, her flip-flopped feet propped up on another chair.

"You and me both, Daddy. You and me both," she said, grinning. Tig leaned back in his chair, mirroring Bellatrix's relaxed posture.

"So, what's the plan for tonight?" Tig asked, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between them.

Bellatrix shrugged, taking another sip of her beer. "Probably just dinner and some drinks. Maybe they've got some club business to discuss, who knows," she replied, setting her beer down on the table. Tig nodded, taking a moment to enjoy the peace and quiet of their home.

"Well, whatever it is, I'm sure it'll be interesting," Tig said with a smile, reaching out to squeeze Bellatrix's hand. She smiled back, squeezing his hand in return. The evening stretched out before them, filled with possibilities,

"Babe, I hate to tell you this but you smell like soured gas and sweat. And you can't go out smellin' like that." said Bellatrix

Tig raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. "Oh, really? And what are you gonna do about it, huh?" he teased, taking a step closer to her. Bellatrix chuckled, standing up from her seat and setting her beer down on the table.

"I'm gonna give you a bath, big guy," she said, walking towards him with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Tig laughed, backing away slightly.

"A bath, huh? You gonna wash my back for me, princess?" he asked, his tone teasing. Bellatrix nodded, reaching out to grab his hand.

"Come on, Daddy, let's get you cleaned up," she said, leading him towards the bathroom. Tig followed willingly, a mischievous  smile on his face. As they disappeared into the bathroom, the sound of running water and laughter filled the house.

*

Bellatrix finished getting dressed, slipping into a grey v-neck crop top, black ripped skinny jeans, and her Kutte. She laced up her black lug-soled high-heel combat boots, completing her edgy yet stylish look. As she stood in the living room, she couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence. Tig emerged from the bathroom, dressed and ready to go. "You ready, baby girl?" he asked, a smile playing on his lips.He took a double take, "Oh, baby! you're lookin' good." Tig said, wolf-whistling . Bellatrix nodded "Thanks Daddy, you are too."she said, grabbing her jacket as they headed out the door.

As they stepped outside, the evening air was crisp, carrying the scent of distant barbecue pits  and the sounds of the small town settling in for the night. Bellatrix locked the door behind them, slipping the key into her pocket.

Tig draped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close as they walked towards his bike. The streetlights cast a soft glow, illuminating the familiar sights of Charming.

"You know, babe, you're gonna have to fight off all the guys tonight," Tig teased, a playful glint in his eye.

Bellatrix laughed, leaning into his side. "I think I can handle it," she replied, a smirk tugging at her lips. She climbed onto the back of Tig's bike, wrapping her arms around his waist as they rode off into the night, the roar of the engine drowning out the sounds of the town.

*

The couple pulled up to the Teller-Morrow residence, the familiar sight of the house Bellatrix grew up in  bathed in the soft glow of the evening. Gemma and Clay were already waiting outside, their expressions welcoming as Bellatrix and Tig approached.

Gemma greeted them with a warm smile, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Well, don't you two look like trouble," she said, a hint of amusement in her voice.

Tig chuckled, sliding off the bike and offering a hand to help Bellatrix down. "Always, Gemma. Can't help it," he replied, his tone lighthearted.

Bellatrix flashed a grin, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Wouldn't have it any other way," she added, looping her arm through Tig's as they joined Gemma and Clay.

"So mom,where are we going to eat? I'm so damn hungry I could eat the south end of a northbound cow." said Bellatrix

"We're going to that new steakhouse in town, the one with the big neon sign," Gemma replied, leading the way towards the door. "They've got the best cuts in the county."

Bellatrix's eyes lit up at the mention of steak. "Sounds perfect. I'll take a ribeye the size of my head," she joked, earning a chuckle from Tig.

Clay, walking beside them, added, "You eat like a trucker, Trix. But hey, I ain't complainin'. Just make sure you save room for dessert."

As they climbed into their respective vehicles, the prospect of a delicious meal ahead filled them with anticipation. The roar of engines filled the air as they set off towards the steakhouse.