Riveted: Drawn Series Book 1 Read Online Free PDF Page A

totally not in my brother's
league. She would chew him up and spit him out. Wait a minute. Pussy? Check.
Pulse? Check. Never mind, she was JUST the right kind of girl for him.
    “Why look who it is!” she said with fake enthusiasm, her
smile not reaching her eyes. I smiled sweetly, opening the box and placing the
pens on the front desk in a cup.
    “Well hello. Slumming it are we?” I retorted. She gave me
a dirty look.
    “I have an appointment with Axel,” she spit out angrily.
She sat down with a huff and shot me a nasty look. I hoped he inked something
obscene on her forehead.
    “Well let me go get him for you dear,” I shot back at
her.
     I walked out from behind the counter and went to
the back. Axel and Jack were at the drafting tables, drawing up some stuff and
talking. They looked up when they heard me approach.
    “Axel, Blow Job Barbie is here for her “appointment”, “I
said nastily. Jack put his head down on the drafting table and made a valiant
attempt not to laugh too loud. Axel shot him a look and then looked back to me.
Gone was the happy look on his face from a few moments ago. He looked tense and
he did not look pleased. What the hell?
     “Everyone is afraid of that train wreck, we usually
just avoid her, but I love that you nicknamed her,” Jack said laughing. Axel
gave him another dirty look. He flipped all of us off. We all cracked up.
    Axel stood up and went out front, shaking his head. The
other artist Matt looked over his station wall and chuckled. He was tall and
skinny, with spiked blue hair, septum and lip piercings and the deepest brown
eyes I had ever seen. They reminded me of someone, but I could not put my
finger on it. He always had on a long sleeved Henley shirt, but I had seen his
forearms and he had impressive ink on those as well.
    “Blow Job Barbie? Really?” Matt shook his head and
smiled, then laughed his deep, rough laugh. His voice was really deep and
scratchy. Jack looked at me, mirth and mischief in his eyes.
    “I still think it was awesome. I am glad she works here,”
said Jack. Matt grinned and nodded.
    “Talk to you later then,” Matt said with a slow, easy
smile. He walked back to his work station and folded his tall body back into
it. Good Lord, are all the guys who work here hot?
     
    It was barely seven, and the shop was seriously hopping.
All of the rooms were filled and there were a few people waiting in the waiting
room. They were mostly waiting for work in the garage. I restocked copies of
Inked Magazine, when the door opened. In walked my best friend Abby and the
busy waiting room, mostly filled with men, got quiet. She was tall, with a
slender body and blonde hair down her to ass. She was wearing skinny jeans that
look like they were painted on, brown stilettos and a short sleeved white v
neck shirt. Her arms jangled with the oodles of gold bangle bracelets she had
on.  Half the guys in the waiting room drooled, and it made me
smile.  She flicked her long blonde hair over her shoulder and then ran
over to me and smiled wide, showcasing her perfect white teeth. Sighing, we
hugged tightly.
    “Good lord Abs, you can’t run around here dressed like
that, I think half the guys in the waiting room just had heart attacks,” I
murmured, staring down at her impressive “twins”. She choked out a laugh and
smacked my arm. One of the guys sitting behind her nodded in agreement at my
comment. I laughed.
    “Your aunt told me that you were back in town! Two
weeks???!! I cannot believe you did not freakin call me!” she exclaimed. Her
voice killed me; it made her sound like a chain smoker who pours Jack Daniels
in her cereal every morning, all husky and smoky. People apparently expected a
squeaky Valley girl type of voice. They were always thrown for a loop when she
opened her mouth and talked to them. Apparently it drove guy’s crazy, hell it
kind of turned me on too and I had known her since birth. Jack popped his head
out of the office and she waved,