Ink is a brother of The Wolves MC.
Sydney is a bartender at a local bar.
Ink and Sydney have been dating for a while.
Though they have a 9 year age gap, they still loved each other.
Ink is 28 and Sydney is 19 years olds.
They told no one about the...
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"Caven, I eventually have to go back to work" Sydney was sitting on Inks bed trying to convince him to let her go back to work. Ink being the protective boyfriend he is, said no.
It has been almost a month since the accident. She was able to speak without flinching, the only thing that remained was light scarring from the scraps. She was thankful it was easy to cover with makeup.
"Sydney. For the last time. No" Ink continued to gather things he needed to take on his run. It was his first run since Sydney had gotten hurt.
"Why not?"
"Because I said so Sydney. Is that not enough?" Ink drops what he has in his hand onto the bed in frustration. Sydney surely knew how to push his buttons. As much as he loved that about her, he also hated that she managed to work her way around his stubbornness.
"No. I have things to pay off. Light bill, gas for my truck, water bill, satellite, phone bill..."Sydney continued to list off those things she needed money for. Ink knew his women would never ask him to help pay for those things.
"Baby. Look. I know you have a lot of things needed to be done but let me help you for once. You've done nothing but work your ass off." Ink sits down beside Sydney. She scoots closer and rests her head on his shoulder.
