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offend me, but it’s so ridiculous, I can’t stop laughing every time I think about it.” Then she tossed a tennis ball at him. They handed the ball to anyone who couldn’t handle the pain of a tattoo. Hence the name pussyball .
    The sound of her laughter shot straight to his dick and that was all kinds of wrong. But it was like she knew the effect she had. She eyed him from behind lowered lashes, the same mischievous look he’d gotten from her on her last visit.
    â€œSee you for dinner tonight?” she asked Tommy.
    â€œI think so.”
    She stepped around Tommy and wiggled her fingers. “Nice to see you again, Kai.”
    What made her think they were familiar enough that she should use his name like that? Wiggling her fingers and flirting.
    â€œThis isn’t a social club,” he said to her.
    â€œI know. I didn’t come to socialize. I came in as a potential client.”
    Kai scanned her body, the bare skin he could see, and saw nothing but stretches of smooth tan canvas.
    â€œYou’re not getting a tattoo,” Tommy said.
    â€œI’m an adult. I can do whatever I want with my body.” As she spoke that last part, she intentionally looked at Kai.
    This girl was trying to stir up trouble.
    â€œIsn’t that right, Kai?”
    He liked the way she spoke his name, like a tease.
    Tommy spun around. “You can’t ink my sister.”
    Kai blinked to focus and pull away from Norah’s hypnotic eyes. “She’s right. If she’s got the cash, she can do whatever she wants.”
    â€œTold you.” Then she turned and pushed the door open to leave. “See you later.”
    â€œShe’s my baby sister. You can’t do it.”
    That was no baby that just walked out. “Look at it this way—if she decides she wants a tat, she’ll get it somewhere. Better here, by you or someone you trust instead of some dive.”
    Tommy sank onto the stool behind him, looking devastated with the realization that Kai was right.
    â€œI have art to work on. I’ll be in the back.” As he walked to his office, an image of Norah splayed in his chair ready for ink flashed in his mind.
    Shaking his head, he closed his office door. He had to stop thinking about her. She was off-limits. He didn’t need to imagine her unmarked skin waiting for his touch.
    * * *
    Norah walked down the block away from Ink Envy feeling a little bit naughty. She had no idea what was wrong with her. The pregnancy hormones were getting out of hand. Instead of going straight to her car, she went for a walk in the sun.
    She’d never admit it to Tommy, but she’d gone to Ink Envy today in hopes of seeing Kai. It was sick and she could admit that. She had no business thinking about sex, especially given her current condition, but she couldn’t help herself. When she was there last time, something about the way he looked at her made her a little tingly.
    Today was a test to make sure she hadn’t imagined it.
    Nope.
    He might’ve been gruff and cranky, but a girl knew when she was being checked out. A simple thrill ran through her. She was aware it wouldn’t go anywhere. That it couldn’t go anywhere. But she enjoyed feeling like a woman. Plus, the hormones. God, the hormones.
    She hadn’t totally misled Tommy about her reason for showing up. She’d often thought about a tattoo. When she’d visited in the past, she’d tried to convince Tommy to draw something special for her, but he’d refused. She never had the guts to go somewhere else for one.
    The fact that Kai didn’t back down to Tommy was cool. Of course, he towered over Tommy so she didn’t imagine Kai backed down to too many people. Something made him look almost menacing. He had longish hair that he kept tied back. His dark eyes revealed little. Maybe menacing was the wrong word. Gruff. That fit.
    After a brief walk around the block, she went back to her