“Yeah, Wolf. What the hell is going on?” I ask placing small kisses down his neck. Lauren’s squeal pierces my ears before I pull away and smirk. “See you around.” Strolling out of the room, I head down the hall as I listen to that siren going off in the room. I don’t know how he can stand there and listen to her voice.
“You leavin’?” Gauge asks, looking confused.
“Yeah. Why?”
“Thought you might stay with Wolf.” He shrugs.
“His girlfriend is down there screaming like a hyena. I don’t think my ears can take anymore.” Gauge laughs throwing his head back.
“They aren’t together anymore I don’t think. She’s like a bad stalker.”
“Either way, I’m not getting in the middle of it. Thanks for letting me hang out.”
“You need a ride? I can get one of the prospects to take you home,” He says. I shake my head.
“I think I need the air. Thanks though,” I tell him as I make my way through the crowd. As soon as I step outside, I let the fresh air fill my lungs before I start walking.
“Shouldn’t be walkin’ alone at night.” I smirk and look over my shoulder.
“Why not?”
“Not every man out at night is as friendly as we are,” Sly says with a smirk.
“I can take care of myself. Thanks though.” Turning on my heel, I start to walk once more.
“See you around.” I flip a wave over my shoulder and sigh as I walk home. This night has been interesting.
Seven
Wolf
I wanted to cut my own fucking ears off the other night. I was glad as hell that she finally shut up and left. Well, after Dez got to her anyway. That was almost a week ago. Since then, she has kept her distance but calls every five minutes. The only good thing going for me this week is my little mystery caller has called three times already. I’ve jacked myself off to the sound of her coming each and every time. I almost lost my self-control and asked her name, but I locked that shit down really quick.
“I like how this is comin’ out,” I tell Krista as I work on her leg more.
“Me too. I trust you,” she says catching me by surprise. She’s coming in every week to work on her tattoo. This is the second time but I’m pretty impressed with the way it’s coming along already. We do short sessions, so it is going to take longer but I don’t mind it.
“That’s pretty brave for someone you just met,” I tell her honestly. She shrugs.
“I’m typically good at reading people. Well, now I am anyway.”
“Now? You weren’t before?” I look up at her and notice the sick look on her face before looking back down and getting back to work. I figure if she wants to tell me she will.
“Not when I was younger. I was young, stupid. Made some bad decisions but I also made some good ones.” I nod my head as I continue the outline I’m working on.
“We all make them when we’re younger.”
“Tell me about your family. Do you only have one sister?” I chuckle at her change of subject.
“I have an older sister too. She’s in New York studyin’ law. My younger sister, she was a surprise baby. My parents didn’t plan on havin’ anymore after me. Then she popped up.”
“She’s beautiful. She seems to love you,” she whispers a little softer this time. I stop the machine and look up at her.
“Are you okay? You’re actin’ a little different tonight.”
“Different like what?” She looks up, her eyes locking with mine. The urge to kiss her, to see if I can make her smile is strong. The need inside of me, to what? Make her happy? Make her feel better? Shit, I don’t even know what I want to do but I can feel it sitting in my chest like a lead weight. A girl that I don’t even know. What kind of fucked up shit is going on in my head?
“I don’t know. You seem sadder this time. Need me to cheer you up?”
“What else do you think you can get up?” She raises an eyebrow and I laugh.
“There’s my girl!” I look back down and continue working the outline. I love my job. Tattooing allows me to put my work onto a living canvas. It gives me freedom and lets my creativity out. We finish up for this session and I clean up Krista’s leg. As I wipe the excess ink off, I let my fingers trail along the bottom of her little boy shorts that she has on this time. Krista gasps and her eyes jerk to mine.
“I keep feelin’ like I need to make you smile. Make you feel somethin’.” She watches me intently as I continue. Neither of us says anything until she leaps out of the chair and grabs her jeans. Tugging them up her legs, she looks around for her bag. When she spots it, she grabs it and tries to leave.
“Wait!” Slowly she turns to face me, an unknown look in her eyes.
“What?”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to piss you off.”
“You didn’t. I just don’t know what I’m doing right now. There’s just too much I have to deal with to get involved with someone.” Nodding my head, I stand and pull my gloves off, tossing them in the trash as I walk toward her. Brushing her hair over her shoulder, she sucks in a breath.
“You feel it just as much as I do. Don’t you?” I ask her, needing to hear her say it. There’s a spark between us.
“It’s not that I don’t, Wolf,” she whispers. That’s all I needed. I lean in and press my lips to hers. She doesn’t stop me. I run my tongue along the seam of her lips, forcing them apart for me. My heart is racing. I know she can feel it and fuck, do
