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insisted. “I’m not an idiot.”
    “Then call him. I don’t know what you expect me to do, I’m just a humble grunt and I’m busy, I do have a business to run.”
    “So you’re not going to tell him?”
    “Do it yourself or if you’re worried go to Jez instead. He’s a bit more laid back than Mikey and you have a history with Ryan.” The door opened and Jules smiled. “And here’s my next appointment.”
    Jackson Driscoll, mixed martial arts champion and Jules’s on-off lover, walked in.
    “Hi Jax,” smiled Jules.
    “Hi sweetheart,” he smiled back.
    “Sweetheart,” snorted Dane. “Obviously you don’t know her.”
    Jax contented himself with throwing him a glower. “I’m here for my appointment.”
    “How could I forget?” she said. “Come through to the back.”
    “Excuse me, we were talking,” scowled Dane.
    “And I told you what to do, so go do it. I don’t know what else you want from me,” said Jules.
    “Is this bloke bothering you?” frowned Jax.
    Dane turned on him and the two men squared up to each other. Jules took a moment to admire these two powerful males butting heads over her.
    Their attention was drawn by a small, skinny man limping out of one of the back rooms, looking pale and ill.
    “Alright Kenny? How are you feeling?” said Jules cheerfully.
    “Skewered,” was his reply. He tugged his wallet out of his jean’s pocket and winced. “Ow.”
    “Don’t worry Kenny, the missus is going to love it.”
    “She’d bloody better,” he muttered, handing over his credit card.
    While Jules processed the payment, Jax and Dane continued to glare at each other, both aware of the other’s history with Jules, while Kenny shivered and shook.
    “There you go Kenny. Enjoy,” she said, handing the card back. “Has Anita explained about the aftercare?”
    “Yeah. Now I need a lie down,” he said, shuffling to the door.
    “What’s up with him?” said Jax when he’d gone.
    “I stuck a dirty great needle through his cock,” she replied with relish.
    “And probably enjoyed it while you did it,” said Dane.
    “How well you know me,” she grinned. “Ready to come through to the back Jax?”
    “I am,” he said eagerly.
    “But…,” began Dane.
    “For God’s sake, stop being so helpless,” snapped Jules. “You’re Dane Black, sort it out yourself.”
    With that she disappeared into a back room with Jax, leaving him to seethe. Anita regarded him warily. “Anything I can help you with?”
    “No,” he said, glaring at the closed door before storming out.
     
    “So Jax, are we still going with the grim reaper on your chest?” said Jules as he settled himself into the chair.
    “Yep.”
    “And you filled out all the paperwork with Anita?”
    “It’s all done and dusted.”
    “Alright, get your top off then.”
    His eyes on hers, he whipped off the t-shirt and cast it aside. Jules turned away, trying not to think about all those bulging muscles and smooth golden skin. “Been on the sunbed again?”
    “I’m flattered you noticed.”
    “You are such a girl.”
    “You know I’m all man sweetheart.”
    Images of him in the ring battering the crap out of his opponents flicked through her mind but she pushed them aside. She really, truly liked this man and she was all too aware that he wanted her for much more than casual sex but she couldn’t do that to him. He was good and decent and she wouldn’t ruin him by dragging him into her world.
    She picked up the rubbing alcohol, took a deep breath and turned to face him, steeling herself against the sight of that delectable body. As she started to rub the gel into his chest he released a small sigh of pleasure.
    “Stop it,” she said.
    “Stop what?”
    “Trying to turn me on.”
    “I’m not. I’m just here for a tattoo,” he said innocently.
    “Then you won’t mind Anita doing it.”
    “I want you to do it.”
    “Why?”
    “Because you’re the better artist.”
    She frowned down at him suspiciously.