My Crazy Life

Chapter:23

I placed an end table where I thought it would look nice. Then moved it to a different spot. It's been a week since I was finally able to get into the house. Yup. We finally found a house. The next thing that comes to mind is filling the rooms with children. Of course, to do that your husband needs to be home. And by that I mean he's got a week left of this photo shoot for a cover of a new book. Then we'll be together for a week before he has another shoot out in Wyoming for once again another book. That one he has to cover up his beautiful tattoos for.

I gave up and called to see if my appointment was still open for this afternoon at three. Yup it was. My truck was in the shop at the moment thanks to some tailgating freak. So what do I take to work and to go eat? My hubby's motorcycle of course. More of a joyriding bike, I kinda like riding it. I put my boots on and grabbed the keys to it. I then went out to the garage and opened it up. While his jeep isn't parked in the garage I get to pull into the garage with his bike and turn it around so I don't have to back it in.

My friends think it's the funniest thing. One day I showed up for work on it and Tyson had to get a picture and send it to the guys. I put my helmet on and made sure my Bluetooth was on before sticking my phone in its holder. I then started it up and started the drive to Wichita Falls. There's no good tattoo parlors in this town so I'm going a little over an hour away to get this one done.

Well I would have gone to Amarillo but I couldn't stand the two hour ride. After getting to WF I found the place and parked out front. I then took my helmet off and the keys out before going inside. I love you this big by Scotty McCreery rang on my phone. I answered it knowing who it was. "Hey babe. How's the photo shoot?" I asked. "Fantastic. I might be home before the week is over with due to the cooperation of the cover stars." He said.

"Sounds nice. I can't wait to see you." I said. "Can't wait to see you either." He said. "I got the house put together." I said. "Can't wait to see it." I didn't know want to say. "I've got to get back to the shoot. I'll call you tomorrow baby girl. I love you." He said. "Love you too." I said before he hung up. I checked in and was taken straight back. I sat in the chair after taking my jeans off leaving me in my spandex. "Still got the same tattoo in mind?" She asked.

"Definitely." I told her. I pulled the photo up and had her plug my phone in. I had it going across my right hip right below where my waistband is on my   jeans. He's going to kill me for this one, but I bet I can sweet talk him into letting me keep it. I watched the tv as it suddenly turned to the news on a high speed chase. "Dang crazy people these day." The lady doing my tattoo said.

I had to smirk. It took almost three hours for her to do half the word. Good thing it's still summer. I got there at one in the afternoon so it's about four- four thirty in the afternoon. Once I was done it was nearly six. She put gauze over it to keep it from getting infected before letting me put my jeans back on. Once I was dressed I paid her for it and left. It looked just like I wanted it to.

I got supper real quick before heading home. As I turned down the street I noticed a red pickup sitting in the drive. I opened the garage as I stopped in the driveway. "Where's the husband?" Louis asked. "Working." I told him as I pushed the bike inside. "Does he know about you riding that thing?" He asked. "No. Not yet." I said. "Why don't you come inside and make yourself at home."

He followed behind me inside. I went right to the bedroom and got my jeans off letting my new art breathe. "Oh he's not going to like that one." He said. "I bet you I can sweet talk him into it." I said. "So that's where you were all afternoon getting some new ink." He said. "I'd hush. He said he'd be home early and I wanted to surprise him with it." I said.

"Baby girl." "Speaking of him." I walked out of the bedroom seeing him standing by the front door? I hugged him. "How's my princess?" He asked. "Good." I answered. "Who's truck is that in the drive?" He asked. "Louis'." I answered. "He just dropped by to see how I was doing. You know how brotherly my friends are."

"And where is he now?" He asked. Just then Louis came out of the same room I had came out of. "And what were you two doing?" He asked. "He was trying to talk me out of something rational." I said. "Like what?" I put my hands under his shirt running my hand along the tattoo on his torso. "Did you get new ink?" He asked. "Maybe." I said. "I'll be going. My dad insisted on me joining him for dinner tonight." Louis said before leaving. "Go lock up the house and I'll let you see it." I said.

He smirked before kissing me. "Trust me baby. Any new ink you get I'll be the first to inspect it." He said before heading out to the garage. "Oh and where is your truck?" He asked. "The shop." I answered. "Why?" He asked. "Some guy wouldn't stop tailgating your wife." I told him. He chuckled as he exited.