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Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master Masters in psychology
~ GAVIN ~“Oh, I'm sorry,” she cooed innocently, like she hasn't known that was exactly what my reaction would be. “Goodbye, Katherine.”“Jus—”I hung up, unintentionally cutting her off mid-reply and regretting it immediately after. Regardless, I slipped the phone back into my pocket. “You're becoming quite the traveler, brother. Vegas to Colorado,” Max teased. Clearly, he hadn't taken a hint to how much my mood had shifted in just the last second since Katherine mentioned her sister's name. Before I could offer him a firm piece of advice, his beeping phone stole his attention from me. Max glanced at the newly arrived message, and within a second, his expression mirrored mine, sour as unripe lemons.“Our tracking guy has lost track of Hush,” he announced. “His last known location is the Ohio airport where he went to see his mom.”His mom.I knew better than to believe she meant anything to him, just as his daughter didn't. The only person Hushwolf truly cared about was himself.
Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master Noose around his neck
~ GAVIN ~“Now, that's a shit face if I ever saw one,” Max said. “Who's that?”“Guess.”“Not Sienna.”“Definitely not her.” Max didn't know what my relationship with Sienna had been like over the past week. He believed we were currently the best we'd ever been since he found out we'd fucked in Vegas — only because when he sarcastically asked if I'd gotten what I wanted and we could finally ‘return to normalcy’, I'd answered with, in his words, a school girl grin and a tomato red blush. As if that was ever possible. I didn't bother telling him what was really going on. I already had enough of his sneers whenever Sienna was the topic. “So who is it?”“Katherine.”“Oh, your obsessed ex whom you actually never dated.” Max stifled a laugh. “You know, I don't like her but I'll pick her a hundred times over the Sienna lady.”I snickered. “You can have her. Hell, I'll arrange the most romantic date for both of you right now.”“So she can kill me if— no, when I decide to break up with her?
Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master Elephant in the room
~ GAVIN ~I wasn’t used to podiums. There was very little about my life that required me to stand before and address a room full of people. Or, more accurately, a room full of men of varying ages and builds, all bound by a common denominator. Something that had settled into their bones, hardened their hearts and made their eyes look like steel.Yet, here I was, expected to address them. “An address by the sponsor” was listed on the flier that displayed today’s itinerary and the sponsor happened to be me. The cheers had gradually died down and the attendees were waiting eagerly for my speech. I held the mic firmly and looked calmly at their faces. The only things that separated me from the tough life most of these men lived were my last name and a trust fund. And even then, I had to taste that life first, make a few decisions I wasn’t proud of, before finding my way back to base.That’s why there was no note or hidden teleprompter in front of me. I knew exactly what I wanted to let
Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master Sienna meets Hushwolf
~ SIENNA ~I smiled reassuringly. It was no problem that I wouldn’t see a picture of his boyfriend. I already knew more about the man than I'd ever asked to. On the bright side though, this had been a better way to pass time than standing for minutes in a bathroom stall counting tiles. By the time I looked down at the hall again, Dad too had disappeared from his seat. Of course. He was probably in a hot pursuit of his angry wife. My phone buzzed just then with a message from Margo. [Where are you, hunny? Event's almost over.]Nappy's phone buzzed at almost the same time. “Looks like we’re being missed,” I whispered. “We should go.”“We should,” he agreed, glancing at his phone screen. I looked down to see that the hall was emptying by the minute. “Why's everyone leaving? My friend said this was going to run until ‘mama calls’.”Nappy chuckled. “That's the after party. It's happening in a different wing of the building. You can call the fundraiser the appetizer of tonight's lin
Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master Double life
~ SIENNA ~A young man with dark coils was staring back at me. The horrified look on his face did not make his striking features any less pronounced. And they were shimmering. His hair, face, lips — all of it caught the light like he'd been polished before his shift startedEven his waiter's uniform looked like its measurements had been taken with him naked. So true fitting. Between his hands, a tray held two champagne flutes rolling precariously, mouths tipped toward me.Thankfully, only the contents had spilled upon our collision. The glasses themselves survived. If they had fallen and splintered on the floor, that would have been the real disaster. “I’m sorry,” I muttered quietly. It was hard to apologize when I was the one with wine running down my dress like a waterfall but obviously, it was my fault since I wasn’t looking where I was going.He looked surprised. “No, I am sorry,” he said, his voice chirpy as a bird, even with the unfortunate situation. “I should have watche
Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master Fernady fundraiser
~ SIENNA ~ All my joints still hurt from my workout at the gym earlier but you would never guess that with how good I looked. And yes, that was coming from me. I’d found not one but two Fernady dresses in my wardrobe and literally had to choose — a good problem, finally. In the end, I’d gone with a sleek, midnight-blue gown that skimmed my figure before falling into a soft, fluid skirt. The neckline was simple but elegant, with delicate ruching at the waist and just enough shimmer woven into the fabric to catch the light whenever I moved. Beside me, Margo looked equally stunning in a… well, it was one of those colours that were a blend of all the secondary colours, but it was a lovely dress — knee-length and hugging her figure. It looked quite tight but clearly it wasn't, else she wouldn't have been comfortable enough to be gushing non-stop about her new camera as she drove us to the fundraiser in her car. Margo's car wasn’t as pretty as mine but we couldn’t exactly take mine.
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