Description: Tig's girlfriend is trying to talk him into doing facemasks with her and he refuses because Happy is crashing with them.

"Tig, come on," I said. "It'll be fun and we can relax and just enjoy each other's presence."

"Babe," he said. "No."

"Please?" I did my best to give him a set of sad looking puppy eyes. He usually gave into them so quick, but not today.

"Baby, no," he said.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Do I look like the type of guy to enjoy a spa night?" He asked. We were sitting on the couch of the clubhouse waiting for Gemma to get here and let us go. Then we had the whole evening to ourselves.

"Self care isn't like not manly or whatever," I said. "It can be our secret."

"I know how well you keep secrets from Lyla and Tara," he said. They were my best friends, but us old ladies had to bond together and protect our guys and the club.

"Fine," I said dramatically. I threw my self onto the couch a little to emphasize my drama.

"Anyone ever tell you you're a drama Queen?" Tig asked.

"Everyday Trager," I said. He rolled his eyes at me and I laid down with my head in his lap.

"I love you Tig," I said.

"I love you too baby," he said. "Seriously though, what are we doing tonight?"

He hadn't had a night off in weeks, so I was still trying to talk him into some self care but he didn't seem to like that idea.

"Don't forget, Happy's crashing with us for a few nights," he said.

"That's why you won't do facemasks with me," I said, narrowing my eyes at him. "I guess we can order pizza and watch Harry Potter."

"Works for me baby," he said.

"I suppose that will do for a nice evening in," I said. The door opened and I bounced up to my feet quickly. I was ready to be out of here. We'd just gotten out of a lockdown yesterday, but Tig and I had yet to make it home.

"What are you two still doing here?" Gemma asked.

"Waiting on you," I said.

"Go get outta here," she said. I walked over and hugged her quickly before she hugged Tig and Tig and I left.

As he drove my car home, we listened to some music at a soft volume. He said he'd catch a ride in the morning to pick up his bike. I hadn't opposed to him driving me home, mainly because I hate driving.

He pulled up in front of our house and Happy was already waiting for us.

"Thanks again for letting me crash," he said.

"Anything for a brother," Tig said. We headed inside and I immediately headed to the bedroom to unpack our stuff. Tig followed shortly behind me.

We worked quickly as we joked around. This is what I love most about Tig: the moments where we get to be carefree and almost a normal couple.

When we finished up we returned to the living room where Happy was sitting petting Tigs dog.

"Hey man," Happy said after a second.

"We're going to get pizza. Want anything specific?" I asked. Happy just shook his head so I headed to the kitchen to call in the order. The two were talking in the living room as Tig set up the TV so we could watch Harry Potter.

When I joined the two on the couch Happy was giving Tig a hard time about something.

"What's the deal?" I asked as Tig started to get a little agitated.

"He told you no to face masks cause I'm here," Happy said with a chuckle. "I think face masks are a great idea."

"Really?" Tig and I asked at the same time although in two drastically different tones.

"Yeah, of course," Happy said.

After we'd ate dinner I happily headed to the bathroom Tig and I share and dug out three face masks. Tig grumbled and complained as I set to work applying his and Happy's face masks.

"Just relax man," Happy said.

"Exactly baby, just relax," I said. I put my own face mask on and we all relaxed in the living room until it was time to take them off.

"Do you feel more relaxed?" I asked I sat down next to Tig once again.

"I concede," he said. "I do feel more relaxed."

"I told you," I said, leaning in to kiss him as Happy chuckled at us.