Leather, Ink & Obsession | Bucky Barnes Biker AU

☆Chapter 4 (Bucky)☆

Bucky's POV

"Hi Handsome"

I don't know if I have ever turned around as fast in my life. Cee was sitting at her drawing station leaning over a workbook and her tablet. 

"Cee?"

"The one and only." Cee stood up her long legs exaggerated by her booty shorts and oversize hoodie. 

"You're Cord?"

"That's me! What were you expecting?" She smirked her red painted lips stretching wide. 

I let out a low chuckle. "Not you..."

"Oh really? Why's that James?"

James. Really James. How did she even know my first name? Bex. Of course. 

"Well...I mean...Actually I'm just gonna shut up." 

"Ohh a smart man." She smile took over her face. God those red lips. How I want them wrapped around my...no stop. 

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"Take it however you want" Cee turned around bending over to grab her client workbook and god help me I couldn't not stare at that ass. The bite marks I wish  could leave there for days. 

Cee quickly sat on her stool and spun around to face me. 

"So James..." I almost growled at the name coming out of her mouth. No one dared to call me James since my parents died. But god I didn't want to stop her. "what can I do for you today?"

Cee had her pen at the ready. I quickly pulled off my jacket and grabbed the paper out of the side pocket. 

Cee's eyes darted over the paper. I bit down on my knuckle hoping there was something there she could work with. 

"So American traditional clearly. You came to the right woman. Where you thinking?"

"Full sleeve. Right arm."

"Not the left?" Cee questioned. I tried to keep some form of composure. Clearly my long sleeve was doing enough of a job to hide my left side. 

Cee stumbled. "I just mean...Bex mentioned you don't have anything on your left side."

"No I can't tattoo the left arm." I tried to steer the conversation to anything else. 

"Okay....we'll a full colour American traditional sleeve. We're probably looking at 3-4 sessions. Say about $3000-4000 once I get it drawn up."

"Perfect."

"Easy we'll let's go check my schedule with Peter and we can book you in."

"Pete can you pull up my schedule?" Cee asked as she rounded the corner into the front.

"Sure thing boss!"

"Boss?" 

"Yeah I own this place"

"So we need to book 3, 6 hour sessions 2 weeks healing between."

"Okay so we can do the 1st on Saturday. And then a Saturday every 2 weeks from there."

"Does that work with your schedule James?"

Peter let our a small laugh looking at me. I just shook my head turning my attention back to Cee. 

"Uh yes. I don't work weekends so that's good."

"Okay what did I miss?" Cee asked clearly noticing Peter's reaction. 

"James?" Peter chuckled.

"Don't start with me Pete." I let out a small laugh. 

"Anyone gonna explain?" Cee looked confused at Pete's reaction.