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He chuckles. “Fucking love you too, beautiful.”
Then we just sit there, enjoying the silence and embracing the love that now surrounds me. This moment truly feels like a start of a new chapter for me, and I am taking it with both fucking hands.
CHAPTER 25 - DIMA
TwoWeeksLater….
I can't help the wide as fuck smile on my face as Seb and I walk out of the courthouse, followed by Lev, Jules, and Simon. My fucking husband. Sebastian Kozlov. Him taking my last name makes my possessive side preen. He is all mine now in blood and name, but there is just one final thing I want to do to cement this, so if Seb ever leaves or questions this, he will always have a reminder of who he belongs to.
“I can't believe I married you,” he says while trying to look as bereft as possible. It’s all bullshit. He’s happy as fuck, he just likes being a little bitch.
“Believe it, beautiful. No way out for you now.” I grab him in a lewd kiss in front of the courthouse with promises of all the ways I plan to claim his ass later.
“All right you two, it’s fucking disgusting witnessing this. Can we move along now? I want to get to the bar. I need a drink,” Lev moans.
Ignoring Lev's complaining, I look at my now husband “Come on, baby. I have a surprise.” I grab his hand and take him to the car. We agree to meet the guys at Starlight later. I want to get this out of the way first.
“Where are we going? What surprise? Don't you think waking me up telling me we are getting married was a big enough surprise for one day?”
I laugh. “Let’s look at this as the bow on top to a perfect day.”
Seb grumbles in the seat beside me, but as I look over at him, he is smiling whilst looking at the ring on his left finger. I can't believe he is finally mine.
It's only a ten minute drive before we slowly pull up outside a tattoo shop. I know the owner. He deals for us on the regular and agreed to open for only us. Seb looks confused, but he gets out of the car with me, trusting me. He will never understand how much that trust means to me. It brings out the vulnerable feelings I try to hold onto inside, but the longer I am with him, the harder it is to keep them hidden.
“You getting a tattoo, baby?” he asks as we walk into the shop.
“No,weare getting a tattoo.”
He glares at me. “Are we now? Let me guess, I have no say.” He rolls his eyes and lets out a little huff.
“I mean, you do have a say, but it's still happening, beautiful.”
We sit side by side and Mo the shop owner walks out front and smiles at us. “Congrats, guys. Ready for this?”
Seb looks up at him. “I don't know, am I?”
Mo laughs. “Don't worry, Dima’s done a cool design and it will look great. Where do you want it?” Mo asks me.
I point to Seb’s left wrist. It has space for another piece of ink. Mo grabs the design and places it on Seb, trying to get the placement right, and I wait for his response.
Seb looks up at me. “Rope? It's a tattoo of a piece of rope.”
I nod at him. “I'm getting one too, on the same wrist. It’s a symbol, baby.”
He cocks a confused brow. “A symbol of what? That you love rope?” He smirks at me.
I grab the back of his neck.
“It means I am tied to you forever, bound to you,” I whisper over his mouth. “And you are tied to me.”
It's rare when Seb looks at me with adoring affection. He normally looks at me like he wants to kill me, but right now he is looking at me like I hung the moon.
“Tied to you forever,” he whispers.
I nod. “Forever, baby.”
We seal that oath with a mind-melting kiss, promising all the things we both want.
Together.
