There was really no way of knowing but look at us, baby, we're still going.

January 1st 2013

She woke up late morning after a crazy night. New years parties were always crazy in her world. The memories of last night flodded her mind despite the alcohol that probably still lingered in her veins. Smiling brightly she looked to her left, he contently slept next to her. The grin got bigger as she got up and walked to the bathroom, brushing the whiskey from her lips and glitter our of her hair then pulled on a pair of skinny jeans, her favorite cropped Guns n' roses shirt and studded boots, doing her makeup took her a while, her face kept splitting into a grin she couldn't hold back.

Walking out of the bathroom she saw him still sound asleep. Rolling her eyes she sat on the edge of the bed pressing a soft kiss on his lips to wake him up but found herself suddenly shifted and under him. Squeeling in surprise the squeek turned into giggles. He laughed. ''No! Don't! No! My makeup!'' She protested but still laughed with him as he pressed random kisses all over her face. He moved away looking deep in her eyes, smiling softly. ''You're amazing''. He said watching that blush he'd never get tired of spread over her face.

For a moment she couldn't even process this. She woke up with the man she was madly in love with and he felt the same. What are the odds? Love never works that way. Usually you always fall for someone who will never fall for you.

''People warned me about you, you know''. A smile tug at the corner of his lips. ''Did they now?'' he asked casually, amused. She nodded slowly. ''But I don't care'' she added, laying her head on his bare chest. It felt like heaven.

Banging on the doors brought them back to reality and made them jump up. ''Y'all better stop whatever you're doing, cops are here''. Rolling his eyes he fell to his back and groaned. ''Seems like the people were right'' he said and got up to get dressed, she layed down watching him. Her eyes following his every move, his every muscle. ''Like what you see?'' he asked, ''you know I do stud'' she replied jokingly making him laugh.

When he was ready they walked out, his arm around her shoulders. She spotted the new ''sheriff'' that replaced the other one just 3 days ago sit behind the bar with two other cops playing around with his notepad. What is it with cops and their obssesive behaviour towards bikers and their clubs? ''Ah miss, I was hoping to catch you here''. He said offering her his hand, she took it, fiding out his name but not really caring about it. Offering him a charming smile she sat down, her boyfriend hoovering somewhere behind her. Boyfriend. Boy it felt good saying that. ''What's this about chief?'' She asked, thanking the bartender who offered her a cup of coffee. It was 11 am already? How did that happen?

''We're here based on an anonymous tip''. Of course they are. ''And what was it this time? Who is missing? Or dead? Or what illegal activity are we guilty of this time?''. She asked completly calm, slowly sipping her coffee as he explained. ''Well it would appear that your club has been accused of storing and selling illegal weapons'' a low chuckle left her lips. ''Would you like to check officer? Oh hey here's a wild idea, frisk me first'' she replied slowly while getting up, in jeans so tight they left nothing to imagination and spun around in front of him. He frowned. ''Sit down miss'' the cop snapped glaring at her. ''You don't seem to be too worried about these accusations'' he muttered studying her face. ''Why should I be? It's all lies anyways'' the girl hissed through her teeth, slamming the coffee cup back to it's plate a bit too roughly watching the contents swirl around.

''In my experience experienced criminals usually tend to react the way you just did''. ''What exactly are you implying chief?''she asked picking up on a change of tone in his voice. ''Nothing yet but be sure I will be keeping a close eye on your uhm...posey''. He can not be serious? ''Be my guest, I will even make it easy for you and tell you our whereabouts for the entire year.'' She said sweetly. He looked at her surprised not sure if she was messing with him or being serious.

''So I see you and him are getting real close''. He muttered, glancing back at her man staring at them barely even blinking. ''So?''. ''Was he ever abusive with you?''. Oh my god! He asked that question completly calmly making her gawk at him. This conversation went into a whole different direction. Was he insane? What the hell was that about? ''Only in bed, I like it rough''. She replied flatly, noticing the discomfort on his face, something inside her spiked with pride. ''I see, and is it serious between the two of you?''. ''I don't see how's that any of police's business'' she snapped getting up. ''It's not I suppose, I would just hate to see a sweet girl like you get pulled into the crime society that is him and his damn club''. ''You have a good day now chief''. She snapped and walked away.

She stood in the hallway watching the cops leave when she felt strong arms wrap around her waist. ''I doubt anything ever turned me on more then you sassing that cop did just now'' he said with a low growl and a hint of amusment in his voice. ''Fuck the po po'' she muttered turning around in his arms and pressing her lips on his feeling them spread in a grin in the kiss. It was in that moment they both knew that their lives together won't ever be boring or ordinary but also nothing short of amazing.