Chibs was a regular at your coffee shop. Yes. Chibs Telford. The one who was in the local M fucking C Sons of Anarchy. Better known as samcro. You were rather attractive which is what pulled in most of your customers when you worked. Chibs was one of the regulars that came to see you everything you worked and often had a conversation with you. You didn't mind. Sometimes his accent was a little hard to understand. Typical Scottish.

Right now it was Tuesday. So not very busy, but not empty. He was sitting at the counter drinking a black coffee. Some girls were fawning over you and he was annoyed about it. He sipped his coffee mug as he watched you talk to the girls.

"Refil." Chibs says, Deliberately to get you away from the girls. He looked at you as you refil his coffee. "Stop talking to them." Chibs demans. He uses a teaspoon to sir his coffee.

You two had a somewhat good bond. Always had a conversation every day. He didn't like it when you paid attention to girls he's already had sex with, because they were easy. Not that he was even territorial over them. He wad territorial over you.