I pulled up to my friend's house and immediately knew he was home by the fact his door was wide open and his garage sounded like a factory with the sounds of machines going and metal clanging together. I walked up to the garage and I realized he was working on bike pieces. "Mark" I yell. he turns to see who it is and immediately turns off the airbrush machine. "hey Rissa" he says "clary now. but I have a job for you" I say getting straight to the point. "always so eager" he says "a bitch I told off this morning keyed my bike. I was wondering if you could fix it for me?" I ask him "let me take a look," he says. I walk him over and point to the damage "damn she had the nerve to get the logo" he says. "you always having people messing with your bike. don't you know not to bring it around people you piss off" he says with a laugh "do you think you can fix it?" I ask. I feel like a mother asking if the bump on her baby's head is serious. "yeah. ill get a new logo for free but I can only give you fifty percent off the paint job. I've got to buy something and soon" he says "and what would that be?" I ask as he rolls my bike up into the garage "a ring," he says "oh my god. whos the lucky lady or gentleman?" I asked "her name is Cristina," he says. "oh well I'm happy you found someone, " I tell him as he puts the paint in the airbrush machine "what about you. anybody put a ring on that finger yet?" he asks "nope" I say. "please tell me there is at least a boyfriend" he says. "there is a boyfriend" I say with a laugh "any sign of rings in the near future?" he asks with a suggestive smirk. "not yet" i say with another laugh. "well that's no fun" he says. he starts the machine and I watch as he puts a fresh coat of paint over the old. he makes sure you can't see where the scratch used to be and he goes inside to print the Harley Davidson logo. he places it over where the old one used to be and I love it. my bike looks brand new just like it did when he fixed it the first time. my baby has gone through hell and back with me and I won't let it have the scars that I do. I will cover them up like it did mine. speaking of I need to go back to Julian today so he can do more of the tattoo. I thank Mark and tell him that I will be able to pay him in a max of two weeks. I drive to the tattoo parlor and Julian knows exactly what we will be doing today. he guides me to the back and starts setting up the tattoo gun. he starts on the tattoo and I feel the needles hit. "so how is everything going?" he asks "well my brother and father passed on and I inherited a gang" I tell him "oh I can't wait for this story" he says. I tell him everything excluding the parts about me and Jace killing them. I tell him about the guys and how Jace joined. I tell him about this afternoon and how I caught up with mark. he tells me a few things about his life recently. when we finish up I pay him and walk out to my bike. I drive back to the bar and plop on the couch for a few minutes before starting on supper for everyone. I watched tv and had a drink. I mixed the ingredients for a casserole and put two in the oven. I set a timer on my phone and then went back to watching tv. I took another shot before anybody got home. the first to show was Jace who came from his nap upstairs. we cuddled up in front of the tv without a word until Magnus and Alec got here. the casserole finished and I set it out along with plates and forks for everyone to fix them some. I went back out to the couch without fixing any for myself and told everyone that dinner was ready. Izzy and Simon showed at that time and they all went to fix their food. "you going to eat?" Jace asked as he sat beside me with his plate "I'm not hungry" I told him. "ok" he said. when dinner was done everyone decided to go to bed or home. Jace and I went upstairs and went to bed. I slept in his t-shirt and a pair of underwear while he slept in boxers. he didn't look tired and I wasn't either. we layed there in each other's arms for a while. the scent of him filled my nose and I felt him pressed against me. he was hard and I was bored. I turned toward him and looked up at him from behind my lashes. he kissed me then. it was meant to be a peck on the lips but we both grew hungry for each other. I kiss him hard and he kisses me back harder. he runs his hands under my shirt and rolls so he is on top of me. I push away his boxers and he does the same with the pair of black lace panties. his hands grip my thighs and lift them towards me "are you sure?" he asks. I nod and kiss him hard. he thrusts into me and all I can think is that I needed this. he thrusts into me and kisses my neck getting faster as he goes. I moan and gasp as he gets harder and faster. I feel him come and im not far behind him. he rolls over and I snuggle closer to him. his arms wrap around me and I feel his breathing steady out and I start thinking about everything. I come to a stop as something crosses my mind and all I can think is 'oh shit'