Dare To Love Series: Daring Ink (Kindle Worlds Novella) Read Online Free PDF

good reason, but that didn’t mean she’d see that right away. Good thing he’d always been able to sell sand to a guy living at the beach, now he had to put that skill to good use or he really would end up with Hello Kitty inked on his back.
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    There was just enough room in the tattooing room for the cushioned table, bench with all of her tools and a stool for her to sit or kneel on while she worked, which meant pacing off her annoyance wasn’t an option. Instead, she was forced to wait inside the curtained-off room as he walked into the tiny space, made even smaller by his overwhelming presence.
    The metal rings holding up the front curtain clanged as she whipped it closed.
    “What in the hell was that about?” she asked, keeping her voice as low as her anger would let her.
    The curtains on all sides gave the illusion of privacy, especially with the near constant buzzing of the tattoo guns on each side, but anyone who spent more than an afternoon at Daring Ink had learned to tune out the buzzing and focus their hearing on the words being said.
    “I know I shouldn’t have said anything, honey.” He stepped closer, cupped the back of her head and dipped his head lower.
    His gaze dropped to her mouth and her breath caught. The world went on whipping around at light speed, but inside their curtained-off room, everything slowed down to half-speed. She wet the center of her bottom lip with the tip of her tongue, trying to hold on to the urge to kick him in the shins when what she’d rather do was push him back onto the massage table and fuck him like he was her boyfriend.
    Boyfriend.
    That single word was all it took to pull her back from the edge, let their little cocooned off area catch up with the rest of the world. She’d been an idiot to ask for his help. She knew better than to trust someone like Sawyer—someone who, as a vice cop, probably lied as easy as he breathed.
    Turning her head, she moved to pull away, but he pulled her closer, his lips going to her ear.
    “If I approached your employees to feel them out, it would put them on the defensive,” he whispered, his breath warm against her skin. “This gives them a reason to seek me out instead. If they think they’re pumping me for information, they’ll never realize that I’m doing the same thing.”
    Why did his explanation have to make sense? And why did his fingers tangled in her hair make her think about how good it would feel to have him yank it hard while he pounded hard into her? Hell. She needed to get laid…and not by her sleeps-with-everything-in-a-tight-skirt neighbor.
    “I don’t like being kept in the dark—ever.” Copper teased her about being a control freak. Her twin wasn’t wrong, but she had her reasons. She twisted out of Sawyer’s grasp and pointed to the table. “Shirt off and on the bed.”
    He tugged off his T-shirt, exposing the mouthwatering broad swath of his muscled chest. “Now this sounds fun.”
    “Finally, we agree.” She snapped on her latex gloves and picked up her tattoo gun.
    Two hours later, Penny turned off her tattoo gun, her hand still vibrating a little even after she put the gun on the bench. Stretching out her fingers and rotating her wrist to relieve some of the stiffness from holding the gun for so long, she stared at the tattoo coming together on Sawyer’s back. Lady Justice along the line of his spine, stopping mid back, as she held the scales over each of his shoulder blades. The basics were done, but she needed to add in the details, shading and color highlights.
    Anyone who said getting a tattoo didn’t hurt was lying, but the only time Sawyer reacted was when Penny first smoothed her palm across his shoulders and upper back so she could get a feel for his skin and the curve of his muscle. He hadn’t flinched under her touch so much as he hardened under it, as if he had to steel himself against responding to her. But now he lay perfectly still, his breathing slow and steady almost as