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I’m ready when you say go

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2025-11-29 00:51:43

~ SIENNA ~

Channeling my most optimistic spirit, I turned on the car again but after a few spurts, it wheezed and stayed dead. Twice. Thrice. I gave up.

After locking all the doors, I frantically reached for my phone and dialed Margo. She didn’t pick up. I tried two more times before opting to leave a voice mail.

“Hi Margo. I’m very scared. My car broke down on the road from Harry’s company. I’m stranded on Interstate 9.”

I tried to take controlled breaths, my fingers curling and uncurling my
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  • Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master   I don’t fluff

    ~ GAVIN ~“Oh that,” he said casually. “Yes, that, Edward. Got any news for me?”I remembered the lady who had walked up to Sienna at the wedding congratulating her on her new job with a conglomerate — one that Sienna did not have. I'd decided to pin it on drunkenness or petty mischief, but the encounter reminded me that Edward hadn't kept to his end of our bargain and I'd been waiting since then to call him out on it. “We’ll have to wait a little longer for feedback on that. My contacts have not gotten back to me yet.” He carried the arm with a wound at an unnatural angle while he continued to salvage his appearance with his other hand. “Things don't work in the corporate world like they do in— say, a tattoo shop. Processes have to be followed. It's not a paint-and-dry situation.”I wondered if all the jabs I picked up in his response were intentional or just in my head. Whatever they were, I ignored them.“Well, fucking speed things up. I know processes can be sped up anywhere b

  • Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master   Threats are for enemies

    ~ GAVIN ~He managed to maneuver the bike into a U-turn — as I knew he would because the only other option was the road, riding back and beginning to drive in a wide circle beside me, shouting and cussing and pleading."Fuck—" He coughed through the dust that had gathered. "Wait. You know. You know, don't you? Is that what this is?" A sob tore through the last word. "I'm sorry, Gavin — I swear to God, whatever it is, we can talk about it, just — please, get me off this thing—"What was he talking about? Obviously, the paranoia of this moment was making him talk shit. Still, I said and did nothing. I simply waited, listening to the fear and confusion in his voice rise as he realized with each passing second that I really wasn't going to do anything to help him. Finally, I decided that he'd learnt a lesson and called out, my voice carrying flat and even across the distance between us. "Jump.""What?!""Jump off the bike, Edward.""Are you insane?! I'll break every bone—""You'll break

  • Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master   My brakes aren’t working!

    ~ GAVIN ~“Fernady is raising money for disaster relief for the hurricanes in Florida. Got an invite so I'm going. Only problem is my outfit.” He pulled out his phone and opened his photo gallery. “Here are the two options I have from my stylist.”He swiped between two Fernady outfits for me to compare. “Easy choice,” I said. “The first one is too branded. You’re going to end up looking like Lennon; a free advertisement billboard.”Edward laughed. “I think you're right. I'll go with the second then.”The second option was a classic English man’s outfit. The model wore a grey three-piece suit, a white shirt and a dark silk tie tucked neatly beneath the waistcoat. A wool overcoat fell almost to his knees and a black Homburg sat on his head, lending the whole ensemble an unmistakably British elegance.“It's like a tribute to your time spent in England. I know you'll pull it off neatly.” I walked to my black motorcycle a few feet from the red one I'd brought along for Edward, retrieved a

  • Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master   Out of the loop

    ~ GAVIN ~Edward was not home when I'd left with Taylor earlier and he still wasn't, which was good. I could speak to Hannah alone and find out what I needed to. She did not seem too happy to see me. Or maybe that had something to do with the fact that she just had a baby a few weeks ago and was still mad at the whole world. “She smells divine,” I commented when I finally carried Olive after going through a three stage sterilization process. Hannah smiled. “They smell divine until it’s time for a diaper change.”I chuckled lightly, careful not to trouble the tiny creature in my arms. “My mother told me I was a very unproblematic child — that is besides being a preemie. I can imagine my used diapers smelled like chocolate.”She smirked. “I bet.”“Your husband on the other hand… she confirmed he was a bag of trouble.” I paused, thinking of a way to launch my investigation. “Does that ever change? Would you say Edward is still a bag of trouble?”I asked all of this with a smile. Hann

  • Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master   Just like mommy

    ~ GAVIN ~“But Mommy said he might be mean to me because he likes me. She said boys are like that sometimes,” Taylor argued, sitting in the backseat. I took a deep breath, keeping my eyes on the road and hands on the steering wheel. “No, Taylor. I don’t know why he’s mean to you but it’s not because he likes you. Maybe it’s because you’re a better skater than him and he’s jealous…” I glanced at her in the rearview mirror. “Or he’s just a mean boy.”She seemed to think of my response for a while before nodding. “You’re right, Uncle Gavi. I’m not mean to people I like. I’m kind to them.”“Right. When we like people, we’re nice to them,” I affirmed.“But Miss Sienna is your friend and she’s mostly mean to you.”Nothing could have prepared me for that. “Well.” I cleared my throat. “That’s because our friendship began with a bit of a… misunderstanding. Now, we’ve cleared it up and we’re good friends, nice to each other.”It was easy to say that to her. It’s easy to say anything to a chil

  • Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master   He’s a player

    ~ SIENNA ~I told her everything — the private jet experience, our wedding gift to Cassy, the casino, our encounter with two-faced Noah, finally standing up to Bianca, and the storm that stranded us an extra night in Vegas — which I didn't even notice its descent until I found the hotel grounds wet this morning. Everything except that I had to share a room with Gavin which led to the most mind-blowing sex of my life. “So we flew back early this morning and here I am,” I wrapped up for a thoroughly captivated Margo before taking a long pull of the orange juice.“First of all — I am thrilled you finally put Bianca in her place. In my lifetime, no less,” she said. I clicked my tongue. “What’s that supposed to mean?”“Hunny, I've been begging you to let me deal with that witch for years.”“She was my mother-in-law,” I muttered. “And she treated you worse than a serial killer with leprosy,” she retorted. “Which brings me to what I'm really worried about — Gavin witnessing all of that.

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