CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

(Pics of tattoo's I've described are on the photobucket page; just imagine them with Sarah's face instead) Website where all photos of all outfits mentioned is on my profile.

The first stop we make is at the clubhouse where Al seems to be quiet at home when we walk through the door; she's leaning over the pool table. Cam had taught her a lot, and she was obviously using it now to her advantage, from the door I can see the small pile of notes that's building on one side of the table.

"Al, bags are here." I call to her, her head snaps up and she crosses the room in a hurry, grabbing my arm and dragging me behind her towards the truck. We'd grouped them all together for easy separation when we were back in Charming, so the bags with the handles all tied together with a long orange ribbon are hoisted out and she sets them on the ground, separating them into a couple of piles before picking up one and waiting while I get the other.

Juice just shakes his head as we walk back past the bay and into the clubhouse, jogging in front of us to get the door "Women!" He mutters.

Al giggles as gives him a light kick in the ass as she walks behind him "You love it!"

Juice shrugs and doesn't deny anything which makes me smile. We deposit the bags into Juice's room and before Al can leave I grab her arm "Do you have the designs here?"

Al looks confused for a second before an understanding light dawns in her eyes and she crosses the room to the huge case which holds all her tattooing gear and sketch books. She collects the 5 sketches that she'd done so long ago and holds them to her chest. "You sure you want him to see them all?"

I nod, "Why not? He'll choose the one that he wants and I'm not going to hide any of them."

"You don't think he'll be pissed you're only fully dressed in one?" Al asks the curiosity mixed with pride over her drawings as we walk down the hall back to the main room.

I shrug "Nope, there's nothing uncovered in any of them and he already knows that you're the one that's done all my ink, and piercings."

Al nods as we reach the main room and spot Jax and Happy sitting in the corner. Jax looks up and smiles as we reach them "Thought you mighta gotten lost."

I shake my head as I sit down "Nope just had to find the sketches."

Al sets the pages down in front of her and looks straight at Jax "Before you look at them I think I should tell you, cause Sarah won't, that there's only one that she's dressed."

Jax nods once and holds out his hand. Al picks up the pages and sets them in his hand. Jax flips the pile over and looks carefully through the pile of images. 2 he immediately sets to one side, and from where I'm sitting I can tell it's the two I thought he'd immediately discard.

The first sketch was a Marilyn Monroe style drawing where the only item of 'clothing' near me was a sheer purple wrap decorated with a handful of flowers on one hip.

The second one was one I knew he wouldn't want on his skin, but the way his eyes keep darting towards it I know it'll end up somewhere in the house. It's got less covering then the first, with me in nothing but thigh high boots and a black thong. His eyes glance up to me and he winks "I want to see those boots."

The three remaining sketches get spread out in front of him and he picks up another one, setting it in the discard pile. The heels, leather top and black thong don't match the angel halo Al had jokingly sketched above my head.

Looking over the dismissed designs I find it ironic that the ones he's put aside are the ones with me wearing almost nothing. The two images that are still sitting in front of him are actually the two that are my favourites, the elfin looking image of me sitting on my knees and purple wings from my shoulder blades is not one of Al's better drawings, but it's one she did as a random sketch one day when she was bored.

The fifth image is most definitely my favourite of them all. It's a front looking image when I was wearing a skull printed t-shirt and jeans. Al, Cam and I were being stupid one night and I'd tugged the shirt down, cupping my own breasts and looked at Al before poking my tongue out and giggling.

Al had told me to go back to what I was doing while she ran and got her sketch book. The drawing that ended up coming to life on her page is simply stunning. Jax taps that sketch "This one."

Al nods, "Thought you might pick that one, it's Sarah's favourite too."

Jax glances over at me "Really?"

I nod "And I already know you're going to ask Al if you can keep the other ones, which I'm sure she'll let you. If you pay her commission for them."

Jax looks stunned, his gaze darting between me and Al, who is leaning back in her seat nodding slightly. Happy has been sitting in his seat through the whole exchange quietly drawing in a massive sketch book, but that comment has his head shooting up and his eyes locking on mine before he grins wickedly and goes back to his drawing.

"How much you want for them?" Jax asks, fishing his wallet from his back pocket.

Al laughs "I'm not taking your money Jax. S was winding you up." Al pulls the sketches back across the table, adds her signature to the bottom of them and pushes them back. "There, now you are the only person in the world in possession of 4 Alice Lane originals."

Jax grins, his eyebrow hitting his hairline "Your initials are A.L?"

Al narrows her eyes at him "Yes. No comments or I might fuck up your ink. Well, no way would I fuck up the ink, but I'll figure out some way of messing with you. Oh wait, I think it's enough of a mind fuck that I drew all of those from the live model, in the clothes she's drawn in."

Happy chuckles as he looks up from his sketch pad again, meeting my eyes again "I'm done with a sketch if you wanna have a look?"

I nod and he slides his sketchbook across the table to me, the design is very dark, Happy's spent his time shading feathers in while Al and Jax have been talking. The whole design is slightly left side darker, with their being random gaps in the wings on what will be the right side of my body. The left leg is sticking out under the body and hanging from its claws is a blank dog tag. My eyes reach Haps face again and he nods his head towards Jax.

"He said dog tag on a chain, figured you knew about it."

"I did, do you know what's meant to go in it?" I say, slightly shocked.

Happy shrugs "Nope, no idea."

Jax chooses this moment to come back into the conversation "It's gotta have Abel at the top and 04-22 under that, but there needs to be room for more in future."

Happy raises an eyebrow "Dates?"

"No dumbass!" Jax says, grinning "Dog tags."

Happy nods and points out there's plenty of room to run other chains off the claw and the chain that's already in the sketch. Jax smiles over at me "Well it's up to you if you like the design or not."

I nod "I do." The way the design is the tips of the wings will rest on my shoulders, the head will rest exactly where Jax wanted it, with the tip of the beak on one side of my collar bone. The tail flairs at the bottom and will rest just at the top of my cleavage. "The only thing I would say is that the dog tag will end up being on my boob itself."

Happy looks over at the sketch "We'll make the chain a bit longer."

Jax nods and sets the two sketches together "Monday?"

He looks at both Al and Happy who nod, I know Al. Now that she's got something to ink she'll spend the rest of the day tweaking it till it's perfect. Happy I'm not sure about, I know he's done almost all the ink for the Redwood Sons, but I don't know his methods so I'm not sure if he's more a free hander or if he likes to create templates.

"Right, one thing down, let's get a move on Darlin' times wasting." Jax jumps to his feet and waits while I push my chair out and stand up.

**Before anyone points out, I know Abel's actual birthday was June 20th, but it didn't fit in the timeline I've already set up.**