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theohawthorne‌:

Theo gave a small chuckle before reaching for the mini fridge and pulling out a bottle of the stranger’s poison, sliding it across the counter to him. “Think I might make a better handyman than a manager and a bartender combined, but I guess I should have known that before buying a place like this.” Most rich kids fresh out of college were buying a Porsche or a vacation home in the south of France, not a crumbling, worse for wear impulse buy of a bar. He should have taken a fucking hint.

A brow rose as he mentioned he worked at a bar in West Point, and Theo found himself leaning against the bartop, glass of beer fresh from the tap still in hand as he tipped it back once more. “I’d say you should come work for me here, but I think your skills would go to waste,” Theo grinned once more before offering up an easy shrug. “The clientele on this end is mostly the die-hard regulars who were probably here when the place was built back in the 60s, the younger bunch who know the beer is cheap enough to be a good starting point, and the occasional tourist looking for another dive to add to their Facebook stories before they inevitably get chased out by the regulars.” Needless to say, this wasn’t exactly marketed as a place to take your date.

He took another sip of his drink before offering him another shrug in response to his question. “Mostly boredom,” he admitted. “Partly because I couldn’t find another employee to work. I can usually handle the rush,” Theo grinned before giving him a nod. “What about you? What brings you to this end?”

“Oh, come on. She’s not that bad. I mean, I’d suggest cleanin’ her up a bit. Maybe changing the name? You’re a hot dude, that alone will pull some honeys into this place.” Tyler chuckled, leaning into the bar while nursing his beer. “I’m somewhat dating this girl from a joint called Nocturnal. Ever hear of it? Why don’t I take you over there sometime? Check out the competition? You wanna see how to sell drinks? Those girls know how to hustle, man!” he laughed, sipping at his beer. He didn’t really enjoy the fact that Madeline worked as a Coyote because she was constantly being grabbed at and ogled, but Tyler wasn’t the kind of guy to judge or change somebody. He was open-minded and trusting. If Madeline liked it, then she should howl through the night with no worries.

“Honestly, I would. But the job I got… It’s not really your run-of-the mill type of bar. It belongs to the Wolves...a gang in West Point. That’s where my loyalties lay, brother.” The real Tyler would never be proud of such a place. But his cover was a newly pledged Wolf, through and through. “What’s your name? You know what, I like you. I wish I could help more. I do think you should check out Nocturnal with me, though. I promise I’m not going to get you into any kind of trouble. I’m a Wolf, but I’m an honest one.” the soft smile under the scruff he wore with a bit of disheveled charm, spread easily.

“Me? I was working late. Again, nothing illegal.” This was why Tyler didn’t normally out himself. But he was trying to be somewhat honest with Theo because he seemed like a straight shooter and Tyler liked that. “Just, you know, whippin’ up drinks, washing glasses, driving Miss Daisy around. One of the guys had me drop his girlfriend off at the salon down the street. Suppose to be keeping an eye on her… He has it in his head that she’s cheating. And I mean, she is… But I’m not gonna tell him that. Not my business to.”  

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juliettebianchi‌:

“Right” she nodded, not wishing to pry. but giving him a dubious look none the less. It was none of her business of course, and all she had to do was serve him a sandwich, but she had a tendency to struggle to keep the boundaries, especially when tall, dark and handsome strangers with bloody dollar bills walked into the restaurant. She turned over the meatballs in the frying pan, adding in the marinara sauce and sprinkling in the chilli flakes with relish. It would be a spicy one, but he could handle it, she was sure. “Night jobs often give you nosebleeds?” she asked with a hint of sarcasm in her voice, brow raised as she assembled the sub with an expert hand and wrapped it in paper. 

“Oh, no I wasn’t volunteering” she told him hurriedly, passing the sub across the counter to him. “No offence or anything but like…I meant a professional person”. Like a doctor. Or a cop. She didn’t care, after all she didn’t exactly owe the guy anything more than the sandwich – a sandwich which he’d just paid for. She reached into the fridge and grabbed the beer, toying for a second about asking for his ID. She decided against, and cracked open the bottle against the side of the table. “Oh we don’t get involved with that stuff” she told him with a frown, reaching down into the counter to fish out a few dollar bills in change for him. “We’re a legitimate business”. 

That was always the line at least. The restaurant might have attracted some…interest from certain parties, but she’d never sanctioned them getting involved in any real way. “One of the only ones still going” she added a second later, pushing the bills across the counter for him, fresh crisp bills – with no blood stains on them. Of course, it then did occur to her that perhaps his words were more coded, a threat looming. There was nothing to say that the original Serano who still owned the place hadn’t gotten involved in some dodgy dealings. “-Why? You heard something I haven’t?” she asked him sharply, arms folded across her chest. 

“You’re a curious one, aren’t cha?” Tyler mused with the beginnings of a smile. He didn’t mind the questions. The restaurant had a lot of regulars, and so everyone knew each other. But not Tyler. He ALWAYS sat alone. He always had his head down. And whenever someone asked him a question, he always grunted one worded answers. However, he felt himself budging a little for the blonde. It was late and the coffee he had earlier was making him feel a little chatty. “No, darling. It’s not the night that gives me nosebleeds. It’s the people who live in the night. You should know… the town turns into vampires when the sun sets.” with a low hum, he rolled his tongue over his canines. He was being playful even though she didn’t look like the playful type. 

“That’s the kind of businesses they go after. Make ‘em pay for protection. They graffiti the walls, smash the windows, then stroll in strapped with a nine, offering you the answers you’ve been praying for.” Tyler’s seen it done a thousand times. Hell, the gang he was in weren’t strangers to it either. Racketeering small businesses were just a part of the deal. He just wanted to make sure this place was okay because he actually enjoyed coming here. And knew Luca did, too. His friend was here almost every weekend with his girlfriend Jasmine. “Nah. I didn’t hear nothin’. Just looking out is all.  I actually like coming here. My old man used to come here…” Before he was shot. The Murdox family used to have all of their birthday dinners there. His father loved their trademark meatball sub which is why he ordered it. “…He was an avid fan of the sandwich.” Tyler bit into the bread and meat before looking up, a dark glint in his eye. “I know you know I’m in a gang. But I’m not here for trouble.”

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madelinemaddox‌:

“Stupid?” she spluttered, while shaking her head. Not at all. Meeting each other’s parents wouldn’t be stupid. She only said that before because she was worried and unsure as to whether or not Tyler even wanted to. It was hard to tell what his “scene” was and what wasn’t. “No, it’s not stupid…” she changed her mind. “But, the 4th of July is so far away.” Madeline wasn’t saying that as if it was a complaint. In fact, she was just taken aback and surprised that he assumed they would still be together by then. Not that she doubted it herself but, it just went to show how serious about them he actually was. It told her that he saw a future together, one that would only grow with more time and dedication.

“Of course I want to see,” she beckoned him. Her arms looped around his neck and she laid her forehead to rest against his, eyeing and drooling over the sight of his lips which he constantly taunted her with. It was cruel but in a sexy way. And she appreciated having to work for it a little bit. It made the end result that much more rewarding. “I mean, I don’t see that happening. Unless you’re into necrophilia then yeah, you’re probably right. That would scare me away…” she teased. Right before, she stole a quick peck of his lips. She couldn’t help herself, she loved how they felt and tasted underneath her own. He was her own addiction, something she couldn’t resist whenever it was within arms reach. “But wait, wait –” she pleaded after closing her eyes. The heat from his body escaped her and grew colder with every step he took away from the kitchen. “Where are you going?” Maddy whined, already missing the smell and taste of his skin. She wanted him to come back and he did, just as she got down to number three…

“What is this?” Maddy joked, after she reopened her eyes. “Are you going to tie me up and kill me?” Little did she know, that’s exactly what he planned to do (in a sexy way) as he gently took her wrists and wrapped the silk rope around them. “Oh,” she rocked back and forth against the counter, wiggling with excitement when she noted he was serious. Maddy was surprised but intrigued as he crouched down below to kiss her stomach and waist, rolling heated, wet kisses above her belly button between her ribs. She wanted so badly to reach out and grab the back of his head and hold it against her hot flesh but her wrists were restrained and so she couldn’t. After biting her lip, Maddy’s eyes fluttered open and she nodded. “I trust you, Ty…” she breathed. The bra holding her boobs in place loosened as soon as he unclipped it and the new cold, breeze made her shiver excitedly. “What now?” Maddy was unsure of what she was  expected to do.

The Fourth of July was far away. But it gave Tyler enough time to talk to his mom and work some things out before he eventually takes Madeline home to meet her. He would have to tell his mother how important it is to keep things under wraps, but also how important Madeline is, as well. She might just be the girl he proposes to someday, then she’d be his mother’s daughter-in-law which is something the older woman has always wanted. She didn’t want to leave this earth without seeing that her baby boy was happy and that he had fulfilled his life the way her husband, and his father, wanted him to.

“It’s rope, for tying things up.” Tyler cracked a soft smile as an air of laughter tickled his lips. “I can promise you, it has nothing to do with dead people or necrophilia, weirdo.” He teased, poking her cheek with his nose before offering her an eskimo kiss followed by his lips pressing a tender peck on her forehead. It was important for Tyler to show Madeline how much she meant to him and just how safe she would be under his care. Tyler had unique urges, but he would never do anything to harm Madeline. If anything, all he wanted to do was give her immense pleasure. “Yes, I’m going to tie you up, sweetheart. And I want you to do exactly what I say. If you feel uncomfortable, at any time, just tell me to stop and I will.” Tyler made sure the rope was nice and tight around her wrists before he removed her bra and engulfed her boobs in the heat of his mouth. He sucked on them softly at first, using his tongue to brush over the peaked flesh before lightly nibbling on them with a little bit of pressure. “Do you enjoy having your boobs sucked, Maddy?” the question was rhetorical but he still wanted an answer before he slapped her boob and then held her by the waist, “I’m into BDSM. Do you know what that is?” Tyler dipped his head again, between her breasts, kissing around the patches of pink he left over her ivory mounds, as if his tongue was just the medicine they needed.  

“Are you okay with submitting to me, sweetheart?” Tyler grabbed onto her hands, bound by rope, and hooked them over the sink’s faucet after laying her down on the kitchen counter. In this position, she wouldn’t be able to touch anything but the cold steel she was attached to. “Now if I take away your sense of sight, your other senses will be heightened,” Tyler came around the kitchen island, a silk blindfold in his hands. “You’ll no longer be able to touch me or see me, but you’ll be able to feel me… my lips on your chest…my hands on your thighs… my breath breathing against your neck. You’ll be able to hear me…the sound of my mouth on your pussy…the whispers I breathe between your legs… Is that something you’d want to try with me?”

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madelinemaddox‌:

“What?”

Her question came out, breathless and soft spoken. That’s how Tyler made Madeline feel whenever his mouth loomed too closely to her own. His breath had a habit of catching her off guard and making her hold her own because it was so intoxicating. She wanted nothing more than to press her lips to his and beg him to have his way with her. No more teasing, no more dancing around the subject with their shirts off. She wanted to feel his skin on hers as he filled her up and made her climax the same way he always does. Tyler was, hands down, the sexiest person she’s ever been with. He knew all the right ways to touch her which was surprising considering he knew her less than anyone else in her life, so he didn’t have the advantage of studying her for years. “No….” she shook her head, feeling embarrassed and flustered. She knew it was too presumptuous to ask him something like this. She shouldn’t have said anything because now he would think she was moving too fast, or it was too soon. Crap, she thought. “I just mean…. I don’t know?” Of course she wanted him to come! But, she was unsure if she should say that or keep it to herself. Afterall, he didn’t invite her to meet his mom. So, why would he want to meet her family? “Sure, if you want to come. That would be fun. But you know, I totally get it if you don’t want to. It’s stupid anyway, just forget it–” In an effort to distract him from her word vomit, Madeline pressed her lips to his, even with his thumb wedged between their mouths.

When she eventually pulled away, Tyler had removed his finger and started sucking on her lips, savoring the salty-sweet taste of her on his tongue. “Not all darkness,” she breathed her answer, sounding out of breath as she talked. Which made sense seeing as how Tyler always managed to steal the breath from her lungs. “I think some darknesses are a match for others. What’s yours? Can I see?” Maddy wasn’t sure what to expect by asking that question or requesting it’s example. She was curious though, and hypnotized by his kiss. He could make her do anything right now, show her anything, and she was certain she’d only find him more attractive.

“Hey…” Maddy finally giggled, after breaking apart from his lips and then off into quiet giggles as he expressed his growing sexual frustrations. “Just remember, it was your idea to hold off until after dinner. I was willing to work up an appetite first. Well, I mean, a different one.” Behind them, the noodles started to sizzle and the water boiled over the pot. “So what will it be?” Maddy teased him, as she leaned away just an inch to gesture towards the pasta he had cooking above the stove. “Me….. or the pasta? I know the secret ingredient is you. And you taste salty. I like salty. No, no, I love salty!” she beamed, triumphantly, with another burst of quiet giggles.

“No?” Tyler blinked, shaking his head with disbelief. She didn’t want him to meet her family? That’s what she said but, he knew that’s not what she meant. Madeline had a way of getting tongue-tied whenever she was flustered and it was one of Tyler’s favorite, most adorable traits. “Hey, if you don’t want me to go…” he laughed, egging her on because he knew she was stuck. It’s why he chose to tease her, acting completely oblivious even though he knew what she really meant. “Sweetheart, I would love to come. Absolutely. I mean, who’s going to protect you from your brother’s horny dog if I don’t show up?” he chuckled, biting into his bottom lip. The harder he smiled, the brighter his cheeks got behind the scruff. “I wasn’t kidding when I said I wanted things between you and I to be more serious. Which is why, I want to meet your family. Then you can meet my mom on the next holiday... Fourth of July. She’ll be in Ocean Harbor for the fireworks. You know…. that is…if you don’t think it’s totally stupid?” he teased, mocking her playfully while holding her face in his hands.

“Do you really want to see?” Tyler breathed after their sultry kiss left them both breathless and starry-eyed. He wasn’t sure she would like his darkness. It was a little intense, not that their sex had ever been vanilla. But it didn’t compare to what Tyler really craved in the bedroom. “I’m worried it might scare you away…” he admitted, lingering over her mouth for another kiss. Tyler had a way of teasing her, keeping his lips close enough to touch while denying her the actual pleasure of doing so. “It was my idea to hold off. A stupid idea…” he smirked. “But it came from a good place. I want to give you the things I’ve never given anyone else. Which is, a date. My first real date. Trust me, it’s taking everything inside me, not to give into other urges.” Tyler’s eyes closed, trying to reel himself back, but it was too late. Madeline woke the beast, and he was breathing her in. God, she was so fucking intoxicating. “If you want to see…what I really want. Who I really am. Close your eyes and count to ten.” Tyler’s fingertips brushed her neck, falling away from her face. “Do you trust me?” he whispered against her lips, giving them a soft kiss before turning off the stove.

3….2…..1

Tyler returned to the room with a silk rope which he placed around Madeline’s wrists, “I asked you if you trusted me… Do you trust me, sweetheart?” Tyler backed her up against the counter, leaning over her like a wolf in search of its next meal. “Do you….” he lowered himself, pressing soft kisses along her stomach, between her ribs, “…trust me?” his fingers ghost along her spine, unclipping her bra.

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Casey Deidrick as Max in In The Dark, season 1 episode 2: ‘Mommy Issues’

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madelinemaddox‌:

Maddy couldn’t lie. She was a little disappointed when Tyler never mentioned the thought of introducing her to his mom. He made her sound like she was this sweet and caring woman who stuck to herself and wouldn’t be interested in her (meaning; — Maddy). Maybe, Tyler just didn’t think Maddy was the type of girl you would bring him to your mom. She supposed, she expected that a little. Maddy, by no means, was a shy, innocent, soft spoken and tender-hearted girl. She slept with Tyler the first night they met and has continued to since then. Most people would or should wait to give it up until AFTER they start dating. But, her and Tyler were doing it backwards. They fucked first, and were now trying their hand at this whole dating thing. “Oh,” Maddy nodded, as if she understood while trying to keep the disappointment out of her voice. She wasn’t sure if it was obvious or not. And anyway, she didn’t dwell. Not until Tyler got to the part about never seeing a point in bring any girls home. Considering, he didn’t offer the same with her, she suspected she was just another one of those girls. That when he was through with her, he’d be onto someone else. Like Luca. Luca could have had her, but he chose to be with Jasmine instead. Maybe there wasn’t anybody who would pick her. Maybe she was doomed for any and all failed attempts at relationships.

“Wait,” Maddy motioned with her hand for Tyler to slow down as she tried to wrap her head around the fact that his father was shot. That was refreshing news to her. She knew he passed because Tyler told her that much before. But, he never said how until now. “Ty, I’m so sorry.” Maddy used her fingers to lightly caress his bare chest. He was so gorgeous, it was truly breathtaking. But, she tried not to get distracted by his charming good looks. “I guess, that makes sense. If you ever wanna talk about it, I’m here.” Despite, how corny and mushy that sounded, Maddy meant it. She wanted to show Tyler that she did care about him and he wasn’t just some dick to fuck when she was horny or needed relief. Although, he was good for that. He was also good for more.

“My parents?” Maddy didn’t know how to sum them up in words. She loved them, dearly. And some would argue that she was a spitting image of both. She looked exactly like her mom and she shared similar behaviors with her dad. “They live in Rosemont. Both grew up there. My grandfather used to be the mayor before he retired. They’re totally embarrassing. Everyone says I look exactly like my mom and my dad’s just like…. the funniest person you’ll ever met. My mom says he acts too much like a frat boy, even more in his older age. I’m actually going home to see them and Jasmine’s family next weekend for Easter. My older brother and her older sister date. So, they’ll be there too. I haven’t seen Ricky in a few weeks and I miss him. I think he’d like you.” Maddy hid her blush by pressing her face against Tyler’s bare chest, kissing his sternum with her soft lips.

The question about Luca caught her by surprise and she leaned back, her smile fading. “No,” Maddy shook her head. “We never dated. We grew up together. Me, him, and Jasmine. When they started dating, and he left – he just became a different person. I used to think he was just lost, you know, because he’s adopted? But, there’s a darkness in him. And sometimes, it scares me.” Maddy shook the confession off, because it felt too heavy. She suspected Tyler knew what she was talking about because he knew Luca’s temper. They were best friends. Luca met Tyler before the girls did and so, if it weren’t for him, Tyler and Maddy might’ve never met. “Mmmmm–” Maddy hummed. Her eyes flickered over to the pot of noodles and she bit her lip. “Good, because I’m starved.”

His kiss which followed, made her even hungrier and so she was grateful when he promised to give her everything she wanted, right before, he dipped his finger into the sauce and held it out over her lips. Maddy opened her mouth to get a taste and then slowly took his digit between her lips and teeth, sucking eagerly on the tasty red-garlic sauce around his finger. It tasted delicious and made her moan. After a few seconds, his finger was clean but Maddy continued to hold it between her lips, looking him straight into the eyes as she sucked on it seductively and then released it with a pop. “Very yummy….” she complimented, while her own fingers brushed the skin and hair along his happy trail leading down into his pants. “I think I know your secret ingredient though….”

As a cop, Tyler’s perception was just as good as his deception. He could tell Madeline was upset by his answer. The truth was in her eyes and tone as she looked away before picking her voice back up to its usual chipper, yet seductive purr. She wore a mask, like him. Though hers was to protect herself, he assumed. She was the loud-mouthed party girl with a heart gold. That’s all Tyler saw at first, when they started hooking up on the regular. He thought she was fun and hot and knew how to laugh. But as time went on, he saw there was so much more to her. She was smart and sensitive and like most girls, wanted love in her life. If anything, she was exactly the kind of girl his mother (and father) would approve of. His father would have ADORED her. And Tyler could just see Madeline with his mother now, cracking each other up while making jewelry to sell on the boardwalk. His mother’s jewelry was beautiful and unique but it was missing one thing, Madeline’s girlish charm.

“No, it’s okay.” Tyler’s voice was low and filled with rasp as his hands found Madeline’s shoulders, he held her in his loving grip while she traced the outline of his muscles. His abs flexed under the light brush of fingertips and a soft smile found its way at the corners of his scruffy cheeks. Tyler kept his appearance both neat and edgy. The leather jacket and facial hair helped him sell his cover while his trusting eyes and perfectly quaffed hair separated him from the greasy bikers who covered themselves in tattoos and cigarette smoke. The guys at the bar bust his balls and call him “pretty boy” but really, they were just jealous because he stole every one of their girls’ attention.

“I appreciate that, sweetheart. You wanting to be here for me. And you are. Just by being here, you make me happier.” Tyler breathed softly, using his fingers to comb through her blonde hair as he stepped closer, closing the intimate space between their chests. “Your parents sound incredible. If your mom looks anything like you, then she must be beautiful.” Tyler moved his mouth closer, edging his fingers towards her lips, before gently tracing the outline of them. “Are you asking me?” he wondered, breathing in the scent of her perfume as his eyes close shut, teasing her with the promise of a kiss. “Easter. To meet your family. Do you want me to come?” Before giving her a chance to answer, he pressed his mouth to hers, teasing her lips with his tongue and bated breaths. The question continued to linger as he grabbed her waist and moved his hands upward, over her ribs, and then down her back to her ass.

“Sweetheart…” Tyler asked, softly sucking the heat from her bottom lip before pulling away with a satisfied moan. “…Are you afraid of darkness?” he was asking because she admitted to being afraid of Luca at times. He understood why. Luca had a temper. Tyler watched him in a fight. He wouldn’t stop punching the other guy until someone peeled him off and told him it was over. But Tyler would never let Luca hurt her. He may have met Luca first, but he was falling in love with Madeline. It was scary, but she was worth the fear. “I’m not anything like Luca, but I have a darkness in me too. We all do.” Tyler brushed over her bottom lip with his thumb and then brought it to his lips, sucking the taste of her from his finger. “I’m a thrill seeker. And sometimes, I get lost in it. The adrenaline, the rush… I’m an addict to it.” and that had a way of bleeding into Tyler’s sex life. He was into some really kinky shit but Madeline has yet to experience those dark urges.

Dark urges, which were triggered when Madeline sucked on his finger the way she often did with her lips around his cock. Her eyes stayed on his, and Tyler’s groin reacted with a pulsing as his dick stiffened against his thigh. “Fuck, Maddy. Must you tempt me before dinner?” he warned in a low, hungry tone... starved for her...not the food. As her fingers touched his stomach and the hair leading into his jeans, he bit into his bottom lip to suppress another moan. “What’s my secret ingredient, sweetheart?” 

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Casey Deidrick explaining his tattoo in Driven series (2018–)

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theohawthorne‌:

― where: the soggy dollar bar n grill (theo’s dive bar) / ocean harbor ― who: open to all

Theo’s bar wasn’t much to speak of. It wasn’t in the center of a bustling downtown, it didn’t ever have more than three or four employees working at once, it wasn’t even one of the newer bars in Ocean Harbor let alone the nicest. In fact, the “n’ Grill” part was mostly for name flow considering it was mostly just an old fryer in the back that was probably breaking a safety violation or two and the extent of the menu conformed to whether or not the fryer was working that day or if his cook even wanted to show up for work. Still, when Theo had purchased the old dive bar, it had come with its fair share of locals and throughout the years, and he had even been able to scrounge up some more. Occasionally, he’d even be lucky enough to get in a few new and unfamiliar faces, even at 6pm on a Wednesday night.

Theo had been fumbling with one of the taps underneath the counter when he’d heard the loud groan of the front door close, signifying someone had just walked in. Knowing he was the only one scheduled to work until later that night, he peeked his head up over the bar top to confirm that he did, in fact, have a patron. “Just a sec!” he called out to them, giving the wrench another tug to make sure the tap was extra tight before finally crawling out from under the counter, adjusting his button-up and giving his jeans a brush to straighten himself out. After wiping his brow with the back of his arm and letting out a soft sigh, he turned to the newest face and gave them a small smile. “Welcome,” he greeted. “What’ll you have? I’ve got just about everything except for maybe -” Theo turned to the tap he’d just been fixing, reaching for a beer mug and tilting the tap down, making sure it was fixed. After the mug was half full, Theo tipped the beer back and gave it a taste. “Yep, she’s fixed. We have just about everything. Maybe nothing too fancy though, my bartenders are a lot better at making the mixed drinks…” he admitted sheepishly.

Because Tyler wasn’t looking for any unwanted attention, he chose to ignore the more “popular” bars along Ocean Harbor. Instead, he pushed through the doors of ‘the soggy dollar’ and gave a slow smirk when he was welcomed by its bartender. That, or their handyman. His smirk grew wider as he leaned over the bar to see a wrench in the other’s fist and a few beads of sweat lining the crease of his forehead. “You need help back there?” Tyler was a bartender himself, so he knew how rough the job could be, especially with all the drunk assholes who stumble in and out of places like this. Though a bartender was only Tyler’s cover. He was actually a cop, on his two-month mark of infiltrating a West Point gang.

“Uh, a Yuengling would be fine.” Tyler finally sat down on one of the old stools and pulled out a few tens, some marked with a few spots of old blood. “I know how to mix drinks. I work in a bar in West Point, actually. I got this great Irish cocktail I’ve been concocting. I use Hpnotiq and orange juice to make it green.” Tyler didn’t mind giving away the secret. He enjoyed the experimenting, but he was never passionate about making drinks. It was just a part of his cover that he perfected over the years. “So… why are you working the bar anyway?” he caught onto the fact that he said he wasn’t a bartender and was wondering why he was playing the role of utility man if not for owning the joint.

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madelinemaddox‌:

As he gestured to her shirt, Maddy caught herself looking down at it. She wasn’t opposed to taking her clothes off. It wasn’t like Tyler hadn’t seen any of what was underneath, before. Although, come to think of it – he never really has in the daylight. Sure, there was some lighting at times. Whenever the moonlight filtered in through his windows and it bathed them in it. But, this was different. “Fine,” she relented, before crossing her arms over her midsection to peel back the layer of her shirt. She tossed it onto his couch before then, allowing him to lead her into the kitchen. “A second date, huh? Pretty bold of you to assume there will be a second date.” Maddy was only joking, of course. She couldn’t imagine why there wouldn’t be. Then again, anything could happen. But, as far as she was concerned – she wasn’t going anywhere.

How could she? When he cupped her face and kissed her like he did. He had this thing that he did sometimes… where he would dart his tongue out and lick her lips but not always enter her mouth as they kissed. It was a neat little parlor trick, a way to give her a taste without fully giving it all up at once. Just enough to leave her guessing and wanting more. It was successful because she always yearned for another taste of him and even had this habit of chasing his mouth as he pulled away. As if, she was trying to say no.. please don’t go… don’t stop…

With the sauce he dabbed on her nose, Maddy scrunched her face and giggled as his tongue licked it off because it tickled a little bit. But, it was cute and fun and a reminder that he was full of surprises and he could make just about anything he does, super sexy. “What’s she like? Your mom… Have you ever brought a girl home to meet her?” Maddy was only asking because she was wondering if he would ever introduce her. Or, if he didn’t see a point because he couldn’t see a future with her. In which case, she’d know where she stands.

“Mmmm,” Maddy hummed. She moved to sit atop the counter, letting her legs dangle over the edge as he assured her his friends weren’t the kind she would like. Although, how did he already know that if she hasn’t even met them  or seen them for herself yet? “Trouble’s not all bad, you know. I’m actually friends with Luca. Although, I’ll never tell him that. Hating him is too much fun. It’s kinda our thing. We banter and despise each other.” The last thing Maddy wanted to do right now though was talk about Luca and so, she was grateful for when Tyler finally answered her questions, putting any suspicions she had left, to bed. Granted, his last confession made her shrink back a little. She felt the mood inside of him, shift. He was aggravated and annoyed. At her? She wasn’t quite sure but that’s what it seemed like. Or maybe she was just being too sensitive because she really liked him. “Okay….” she muttered, quietly to herself. She was beginning to regret some of her questions and wondered if she should stop asking him so many.

“Hmm?” Maddy was rubbing her hands over her jean shorts as she looked up and watched him fix a drink behind the bar. “I don’t know…” she said, honestly. She didn’t know what she wanted from him. At first, she wanted sex and a distraction. Both of which he fulfilled numerous times. And then, she caught herself actually liking him and she thought maybe she wanted a relationship. She was still at that point, wondering and tip-toeing towards the possibility of a commitment. But, at the same time, the thought of that scared her. Especially with Tyler who she still felt like she hardly knew. “I guess right now, I want him to cook me dinner. And then afterwards, dessert. Oh, – and he also promised me skinny dipping in the pool. Don’t think I forgot that part because I didn’t.”

Tyler’s mom was sweet, but at times, too much. She was a free spirit who enjoyed the beach, pot, and the thrill of selling her own self-made jewelry at the surf shop she took over after her husband’s passing. At times Tyler wished he could be more like her. She handled her husband’s death in a healthier way and had even found herself flirting with the boys that come into her shop looking for a new board or just some wax. “My mom’s…” Tyler could lie: She’s a widowed housewife who spends her time baking, gardening, and giving to charity. Or he could tell her the truth: She runs a surf shop on the boardwalk and was arrested last week for selling pot brownies. “My mom doesn’t leave the house much. Stays in. Bakes. Gets involved in charity work. It’s her way of distracting herself, I guess.” he went with the lie. He didn’t want to, but he was trained to. His lieutenant wouldn’t have been happy with anything more than the lie Tyler was conditioned to abide by.

But with every lie, Tyler could give one truth in hope of evening things out a bit. “When I was younger, you know, before my dad passed… I’d bring small groups back to the beach house, we’d hang out and swim in the pool, eat off the grill. I got caught making out with girls a few times, but I never introduced anyone to my parents. I guess I never saw the point in getting serious. I was still in high school. I was only nineteen when my father was shot. The idea of a relationship after that … I guess that scared me away from the thought of ever loving anyone else.” Tyler looked down, letting out a heavy sigh. It was hard for him to talk about because he DOESN’T talk about it. For five years, he’s bottled it up.

Tyler knew Madeline was hoping somewhere in all that, he’d offer introducing her to his mom. It would show that he was serious about her and their relationship, but Tyler wasn’t sure if that would be such a good idea. Especially given the fact that she’s best friends with Luca and Jasmine. Luca being the guy who recruited him into the gang he’s been investigating for the past two months. If things ever turn sideways for Tyler, they’d go after his mom. “What about your parents?” he decided to change the subject, or well, put the spotlight onto her. She looked better in it anyway with one of the most beautiful smiles he’d ever seen. She made him want to make love to her right here, on his kitchen counter. It was so hard fighting those urges, especially with her heavy cleavage on popping out of her bra. “Luca, right.” Tyler nodded after Madeline hinted to their friendship a little more. He was curious about them, has been since he met her. They both had such a strong hatred for one another but were still as thick as thieves. They were an intricate puzzle he couldn’t quite piece together, not even with all his detective skills. “What’s that friendship like anyway? You and Luca. You guys ever date or anything?” Tyler was curious because Luca was protective of her. He even went so far as to tell Tyler they wouldn’t be friends anymore if he hurts her.

“Well, your pasta is boiling, sweetheart.” Tyler felt some of the tension fall from his shoulders after his drink kicked in along with Madeline’s unexpected patience. He framed her face, like he always does, then kissed her lips softly with held back hunger. Maddy and Tyler have had sex dozens of times over the past two months of them being friends with benefits, but Tyler never really showed her what he truly likes in the bedroom. What really got him, was a dom and sub power play. He enjoyed bondage, blindfolds, role play and the idea that he could do whatever he wants without having to ask permission.

With a low raspy hum, Tyler pulled his lips from hers and then kissed her cheek, “I will give you everything you want…” he promised before dipping his finger into the red sauce and placing it in front of Madeline’s mouth to be sampled. “Tell me how that tastes...” he licked his lips, watching her closely as his other hand rests behind the back of her head. 

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OPEN TO: All

LOCATION: Coffee Shop / ocean harbor

Oh shit. That was the first thing that came to mind the moment Bella’s eyes landed on them. She tried her best to hide from their view, not wanting them to spot her. Things between the two of them ended…oddly to say the least. She wished she could have gone the rest of her life without seeing them again. It wasn’t until she heard them call her her name that she felt her stomach sink. Slowly, she lifted her head, a weary smile forming on her lips. 

“Hey…you,” she laughed nervously. “Fancy seeing you here.” She pulled her glasses from her face, her fingers messing with the legs in an attempt to keep herself at bay. She always was one to fidget with stuff to calm her nerves. “Come here often?”

“Isabella?” Tyler called out, squinting slightly as if he were confused as to why she was acting so strange. Then it dawned on him. The emergency room. He showed up somewhere around midnight about a week ago, covered in blood. It wasn’t his blood, but a co-workers. His “friend” was shot and Bella gave him a hard time about paperwork. Frustrated, Tyler wound up leaving the hospital with a sour taste in his mouth. Then a few days later, he ran into Bella at the coffee house. He spilled his coffee on her by accident, but she had reason to believe he was just out to get her, which couldn’t have been farther from the truth. 

“I come in peace. Look.... no hot beverages or bloody friends this time.” he laughed, easing his way into cafe. “I come here every day. Caffeine junkie.” he claimed, which was probably the only honest to god thing he’s ever said to Isabella. Hell, even his name was fake. His surname, at least. So no, they weren’t friends. But he bumps into her on a weekly basis given his job. He works late hours and almost always has a reason to stop at the ER. “You know it would be much easier if you just stopped harassing me, maybe then these inevitable run-ins would be less awkward.” 

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“You’re being modest,” Maddy accused him, with a playful smile. His pad was more than just not bad, it was fantastic. Sure, Maddy grew up in a mansion. Her parents still owned one in Rosemont. And her family and Jasmine’s family shared a beachfront getaway bungalow in Hawaii. Money was something she wasn’t naturally dazzled by. But, this was different because Tyler owned it all by himself. He wasn’t living with his parents. Although, she still hadn’t completely ruled out the wife or girlfriend suspicion. I mean, what bartender could afford a nice place like this on a minimum wage salary and tips? Unless, he had his hands in other things. But even then, he’d have to be selling himself or the gangs’ drugs at a ridiculous high price to the wealthy rich and famous. Maddy wanted to question it. But, she also didn’t want to pry. She had a habit of butting her nose into other people’s business and sometimes, it backfired. She really wanted whatever this relationship with Tyler was, to work. Otherwise, it was back to the drawing board. Making out and hooking up with loser frat boys. The kind of frat boys, her father would shit himself if he ever met. 

With her tongue caught between her teeth, Maddy smiled seductively and then sighed. “Alright fine, sex after dinner. But, I think you should really keep the shirt off, or at least open. I enjoy the view.” After winking, Maddy pecked his lips and laid her hands to rest against his toned abs and hips. His skin felt warm and familiar underneath her fingertips. “Italian’s good. I like it. Especially, pizza. Pizza’s my favorite. You know.. My mom’s side of the family is Italian, actually. They come from Sicily. My dad’s a mix of spanish and italian so I have that in me, too. Which explains my love for tacos.” Maddy laughed as if she were kidding but, she was actually serious. 

“Do you still see your mom a lot? I mean, like, is she around or in the picture?? Or do you have any other family here?” Maddy realized she was prying and smiled apologetically, “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to pry. I’m just curious. I wanna get to know you and I guess that means getting to know your family and friends, too.” The more questions that Maddy asked, the more she realized how little she knew about him. She knew he was a bartender, he had a dog, his dad passed away and he was a really good fuck. But, other than that? He was a mystery. “No, I get it. I wouldn’t want guys like Luca and his buddies invading my home either. I promise, I won’t say anything.” Well… at least, not to anyone but Jasmine. It might’ve been too late for that. Maddy and Jasmine told each other everything. They were each other’s secret keepers. “I hope you don’t take this the wrong way but, I gotta ask. If I don’t, I’ll only end up kicking myself later. And then I’ll just concoct all these crazy, wild conspiracy theories. So, maybe if we put them to bed now, I won’t lose my mind.” Maddy chuckled but she was actually nervous as she looped her arms around his neck. “How do afford it? I mean, I wish Jas and I made enough to have a place like this but even with our combined tips and salaries, we’d barely be able to afford a room, let alone all square feet.” 

“Well, then, what about you?” Tyler’s voice was soft and playful as he lifted the front of Madeline’s shirt and brushed her flat stomach with the back of his knuckles. If he was going to be walking around half-dressed, she should too. After all, it was only fair. And Tyler loved her boobs just as much as she loved his tall, lean body. “I’ll let you leave your bra on but this must go, sweetheart.” Tyler sucked on his lip with hungry eyes while tugging at her top. It was hot enough to where they could walk around completely naked if they wanted. Tyler had all the windows and doors open to the outside, letting in the cool ocean breeze.

“Pizza, I know how to make pizza.” he insisted with a smile as he led Madeline into the huge kitchen. There was a long island table, a wraparound counter, and a bar where Tyler concocted all of his trademark drinks. “Tonight however, is pasta. Date number two will be pizza.” Tyler teased, intentionally blocking Maddy off from exploring with his devilish smirk and bare chest. He leaned in slowly, then lifted her chin up to meet his lips. Tyler always kissed like he was still in bed: hot and full of yearning. He framed her face in his hands and slipped his tongue into her mouth, sucking on hers between raspy moans. “Mm. Wanna help me?” Tyler dabbed her nose with sauce then licked it off, smiling with the promise of fun.

Although Tyler promised fun, he also promised Madeline a real date. Which meant they would have to get through dinner before giving into their impulse to tear each other’s clothes off. He wanted her to know he was taking them seriously as a couple. If tonight went well, maybe they’d reestablish this whole friends with benefits thing. And in order to do that, they had to be open and honest with each other. Unfortunately, Tyler had more to lose than Maddy in that department. “Uhm, I see my mom from time to time. We set up dates. She doesn’t live around here though.” Tyler had to lie and it made him cringe because he didn’t want to. Madeline deserved better than him and he should let her go, but he couldn’t. “Don’t apologize, sweetheart. Tonight, tonight you say whatever’s on your mind, okay?” he would just have to work better on telling the truth. So he promised himself he would. “I don’t have many friends around here. I mean, none that you would approve of. I’m friends with a lot of guys like Luca. You know, the troubled type. Guess I’m a bit troubled myself.” Which was true. A lot of Tyler’s “friends” were just people who could corroborate his stories. Friends he made who would tell a cop or a hardened criminal that Tyler Weston was who he says he is: just another snake in the city’s tall grass.

Fuck. Then Madeline got him. She was smart and curious and this was the price to pay for wanting something more with her. If they left it at sex, he wouldn’t have to tell her anything but which ways to bend and move her body. “Just jobs over the years. Before Luca, I was working for some big-time crime boss out of New York. There was a heist and I hung onto my share. I decided to start new out here, because it’s where I want to be. I’m a criminal, Maddy. The house isn’t impressive. It was built on blood money.” Tyler looked and sounded annoyed, and it’s because he was. He was annoyed that he had to fucking lie. “I gotta ask babe…” Tyler whispered as he crossed the room. He slipped behind the bar and made himself a drink to wash down his nerves, “What’s a beautiful, warmhearted girl like yourself want with a thief?”

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“It is not!” Maddy gasped, playfully. There was nothing in the rule book stating that a future potential memory can’t be her favorite. Why? Because there was no rulebook. Or really any rules at all. Only the ones that her and Tyler made up as they went along. “Just– shhhhh,” she kissed him, using her lips as a weapon to shut him up. Once she pulled away, her eyes rolled and she ignored Luca hollering at them from afar. She tried her best to block out anything that came from that mouth of his. Nothing good ever did. Maddy once had the hickies to prove it. But, not anymore. She’s since wiped her hands and mouth and entire body clean of one Luca Ramirez. 

As soon as they pulled up outside of his beach house and entered, Maddy could hear footsteps trotting in the distance. Loki bolted from Tyler’s bedroom to greet his owner at the door, open mouth, wagging tail and all. He was so gorgeous and fluffy with big, bright blue eyes. Maddy fell in love almost instantly as she dropped to her knees and cupped the dog’s face, giggling and laughing as he tickled her cheeks and nose with big, sloppy wet kisses. It wasn’t until Tyler said something along the lines of “that’s enough” that Loki kneeled down and obeyed. He sat there for maybe a moment, before he ran out of the open patio doors, into the bright, warm sun. It was in that moment, that Maddy finally had a chance to look at her surroundings in the daylight. Any time Tyler has ever brought her here before, it was in the dark. He never turned on the lights and so Maddy, basically, led herself blind whenever inside. “It’s nice,” she compliments, as her feet carry her into the living room. There’s the usual – a couch, lamp, coffee table, and huge, widescreen tv. It was a big, spacious house for just one person. Maddy made note of that but didn’t say anything out loud about it. Tyler had always been a mystery. And sometimes, she wondered if the subtle signs were clues to a hidden secret life. Maddy suspected, at times, that Tyler was married or at least had a girlfriend. Which is why she kept her walls up around him. But, she couldn’t exactly prove it. It was just a sneaking suspicion, threaded together by hints that led her to believe that. 

“Pasta sounds good. Red wine sounds even better,” she decided. Madeline was intent on listening to the music, it sounded so soulful and relaxing to her ears. But, Tyler quickly snuck up on her and cornered her in the room, brushing his fingers over her lips while taunting her with an almost kiss. “So are you…” Maddy whispered back, before smirking. Her fingers then, worked on the buttons of his shirt, carefully plucking each one apart until she got to the end and she slid the shirt down his arms. “Soo…. you live here all by yourself?” Maddy was just making sure, as they never really talked about it. In the beginning, it was all about sex for them and nothing else. But now… now things were changing, becoming a little more serious and so she figured she’d ask.

The first thing Maddy seemed to notice was Loki, not the giant rooms or the expensive furniture she was never given the opportunity to see before in the dark. She sat down and let Loki kiss her face and rest his paws on her lap. Madeline wasn’t turned off or grossed out by it either. She accepted the husky’s love and in turn, Tyler felt himself falling even harder for her. He couldn’t trust anyone who hates dogs. They were so innocent and loving. If Madeline would have cared more about her jeans getting dirty, Tyler would have been let down.

“Not a Tiger, but he’s cute huh?” he said while looking around the house, hoping she wouldn’t make a big deal about where he lived. He felt self-conscious living here. Especially given the fact that he was working inside of a bar for Luca. It didn’t add up and if Madeline were to press him, he’d have to come up with more lies. He could have easily taken her to an apartment he was using for his cover, but Tyler decided a few weeks ago to take a real chance on Madeline. She wasn’t just some cute blonde from the valley, looking to spend a night or two with a hot bad boy in a gang. Madeline’s heart was big and her smile made him lose his breath.

“Thanks. Yeah, it’s not bad.” he said in regards to the house. He had this crooked grin he couldn’t hide and didn’t bother to. They said they were going to try this whole dating thing for real, so Tyler planned to be as honest as he could without giving too much away. “Since tonight is about getting to know each other better, what’s your favorite food? I’m really good at Italian. My father was Italian, mother Irish and German. I’ve actually been working on this great Irish drink for the bar.” Madeline might have suspected Tyler’s irish roots as he had four celtic knots tattooed down his ribs which were slowly revealed to the room as she unbuttoned his shirt before pulling it down from his shoulders. “Sweetheart,” Tyler chastened with a kiss and a smile. “This is a real date, remember? Sex after dinner.” He chuckled, using his fingers to brush along her cheek and down her neck while admiring her eyes and lips. It was routine for them to unlock the doors in the dark and stumble inside while making out and disrobing one another. But tonight was supposed to be different. Tyler wanted to show Madeline he could be boyfriend material despite his mishap on the boardwalk.

“Just me and Loki. You’re the only other person who knows about this place, Maddy. If the gang knew, they’d want to use it for parties, meetings... they’d stop by whenever the hell feel like it. So I kept it a secret and rented a place in West Point… You can never tell anyone about this place, babe… okay?” Tyler kissed her lips softly in hopes of persuading her. Though he was afraid of it getting out. His stomach felt sick wondering what would happen if their relationship didn’t work and she blabbed. Tyler never trusts anyone, but he was taking a chance on her.

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“Hmm, well…” Maddy pursed her lips in response, “Natalie Portman is hot so, I’ll take it.” With a shrug, her tongue in cheek humor only grew. As far as her knowledge in comic book characters went, Maddy grew up with an older brother and her Uncle Davey, who was a collector. He taught her everything she knew or really, what she needed to know. “I can’t speak for all hot girls but, most of us do love our superheroes. I mean, have you seen Chris Hemsworth?” Maddy’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she mimicked a sexual look of euphoria. “Hot!” she exclaimed. Right before, her shoulders shook with more laughter and she toyed with the buttons of his shirt while resting comfortably by his side, under his arm. They were so close and comfortable that, she almost didn’t want to leave the ferris wheel. “I’m kidding. I mean, he is good looking but not exactly my type. I’m not attracted to blonds.” Which, if you thought about it.. was funny considering she herself, was blonde. But duhhhh, she wasn’t attracted to herself. “I prefer the sexy, mysterious types…” she went on, while tracing an invisible line down his jaw with her finger. “The ones with puppy dog eyes who still look a little bit dangerous.” It was obvious she was talking about him as she pecked his lips with a smile.

The thought of going back to his place after they were done here, was truly tempting. Especially when she knew what kind of troubled fun they could get into. Plus, she was now curious about meeting this Loki, dog of his. Maddy personally, loved dogs. Despite her favorite animal being a tiger, her favorite pet was a dog. “A real date, huh? Well, if you’re going to cook for me… how could I possibly say no to that? You are a good cook, right?” Maddy laid her chin to rest atop his shoulder as she stared up at him, waiting for an answer. She could tell he was thinking about something. And until he said it out loud, she didn’t realize it had to do with the skinny dipping. Him being so worried about someone seeing them streak naked down the beach was cute. But, not nearly as cute as him missing the point she tried making about her favorite memory, (which technically hasn’t happened yet). “Oh my god, you’re so cute!” Maddy giggled as she cupped his face between her small hands and nuzzled her nose against his. “And hot. How is that even possible?” Still laughing, Maddy shook her head and moved her legs off of his lap, back onto the floor, preparing to get off the ride as soon as it stopped. “I was talking about you, actually. I meant, skinny dipping with you, would be my favorite memory. Although, it hasn’t happened yet and you know, you’re probably right. Maybe we’ll hold off on the streaking until after dinner? I do recall you having a pool. I’m hoping it’s heated because it gets cold at night.”

As soon as the ride stopped, Maddy and Tyler got off first. Maddy ended up grabbing Tyler’s hand as she waited for Jasmine and Luca to follow. “Well, it’s been a blast–” Maddy was talking to Jasmine now, as she wrapped an arm around her best friend and gave her a peck on the cheek. “But, Tyler and I made plans. And you two clearly don’t need me so, I’ll see you at home? Love ya!” Maddy pecked her friend’s cheek one last time before she ran off and hopped on Tyler’s back, urging him to give her a piggyback ride down the boardwalk, towards his car, which would hopefully take them back to his place.

Tyler didn’t take any actual offense to Madeline mimicking her best orgasm face in response to Chris Hemsworth, however he appreciated her trying to make him feel better for not being blonde, himself. “Really? Well, I am.” Tyler mused, a hint of a smile curled at the corners of his lips. He thought blondes were especially hot. In fact, most of his hookups were all blonde. “Puppy dog eyes huh? Dangerous puppy dog eyes.” he corrected himself while smirking. Tyler’s cheeks always hurt after a day spent with Madeline. No one could make him smile quite like her. Most of Tyler’s smiles were practiced; another tool at his disposal. But the smiles Madeline received always met his eyes. That was the difference between his mask and his true self.

“I’m all right.” he assured her, cook-wise. Tyler was Italian and Irish which meant he was good at three things: cooking, drinking, and fighting. Well, four things if you counted sex but Madeline already knew all about that. Tyler was into a lot of rough, BDSM stuff. He enjoyed being in control and preferred hair-pulling, spanking and biting over anything soft and sensual unless there were feelings involved. Then Tyler was a total sucker for cuddling and passionate eye-contact fucking.

“What?” Tyler asked, honestly confused as she cupped his scruffy cheeks and nuzzled his nose. In response, he kissed hers. “I was just about to ask you the same thing. You’re super cute and sexy at the same time. I want to cuddle you but also fuck you. Maybe both at the same time.” he whispered in her ear, wrapping his fingers around her inner thigh as their cart began to descend. “That’s such a cop out by the way. That can’t be your favorite memory if it hasn’t happened yet.” He argued with a smirk as they stepped off the ride and were joined by Luca and his girlfriend Jasmine. “That’s how it is, Madds? Fuck you too.” Luca yelled as Madeline said goodbye to only Jasmine before hopping on Tyler’s back. He carried her the whole way to his car, exchanging kisses over his shoulder before they slipped inside the '68 GTO. It was a classic and used to belong to his father. His mom took the surf shop, Tyler took the car.

The beach house was nothing short of amazing. Tyler bought it with the money he inherited from his father and was able to afford it with his job as an undercover. No one but Madeline knew he lived here. The first time he brought her here, he asked her to keep it a secret because he was afraid a rival gang might find him. He said it was his safe haven, but the truth was, no one else in Luca’s gang could afford such a place. It was a dead giveaway that he wasn’t who he says he is. But neither was Luca, who could have lived in his own mansion if he really wanted to. “Place looks different in the daylight huh?” Tyler smirked over his shoulder before letting them both inside. Loki was still up and about, running through the rooms to greet Tyler and Madeline with a wagging tail and sloppy kisses. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, this one won’t hump you, I promise.” He laughed, biting into his bottom lip. He couldn’t guarantee the same for himself. “How about I throw on some pasta? Wash it down with some red wine and a little bit of music?” he mused, putting on a record before taking Madeline’s hand into his and spinning her around. “God, you’re breathtaking. It isn’t fair.” he whispered against her lips, fingers brushing along the corners. 

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