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“Go ahead,” she tosses back. “You’ve seen me naked, more than once. You’ve touched and tasted every part of me, and it never seemed to bother you before.”

“Well, it bothers him now.” I shift my attention to the doorway and there in the opening is a very pissed off looking Aurora.

“Hey baby.” I smile, but she doesn’t give me an ounce of her attention. Instead she is glaring at Chrissy who is still half naked on my table for a naval piercing that doesn’t require tits or vag to be on display.

I’m frozen, not sure what my next move should be. So instead, I slide my chair backward, cross my arms over my chest, and watch my woman take charge.

Chapter Thirty-Four

Aurora

My irritation was through the roof.

I know he does tattoos on women. I know on occasion he also does piercings…on women. Some very inappropriate locations for both are bound to happen.

But this, well it’s hard to swallow.

I recognize both of them. I know he’s been with both of them, sometimes in one swooping, Jace-like event, he’s had them both.

And… It. Makes. Me. Sick.

“And you are?” says the bimbo that has yet to even attempt to cover up her tiny fucking tits. Tiny as in I am not even sure they’d classify as a handful.

“I’m the girl,” I say, taking a step forward, fisted hands at my side. “The same girl who is two seconds from knocking you off that fucking table and stabbing his tattoo gun straight into your eye.”

She laughs.

“Bitch.” I move in, and that’s when Jace stands.

“Babe.” He holds me, facing me with his back to the girl. “This is kind of hot,” he says very low and smiles. Yes, he smiles and right then I want to stab him in the eye.

“Yeah, babe.” The bimbo snickers.

“Believe me I am not doing this for you,” Jace tells her without looking at her. “This beauty right her is entirely too perfect to be locked up, so I am keeping her from beating your ass. Honestly if I thought you had a chance I might let it happen, just so I can watch my girl here in action. But you got about five seconds to get the fuck out of here before I cut her loose and you lose sight in one eye. Possibly worse, because I have a feeling once she starts to disfigure you, she may not stop.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yep,” I interrupt, “he is very fucking serious you dollar store slut with the body of an adolescent boy.”

Jace chuckles, still holding me tightly. “I’m truly looking forward to beating your ass.”

“You’re crazy,” she yanks down her shirt.

“Bitch, you haven’t seen crazy yet.” Her eyes widen when I push against Jace. She scrambles, keeping her distance as she makes her way to the door. Her sleazy friend follows right behind her.

The bell on the front door jingles as they rush out.

Suddenly Zac appears, his brows arched, looking between us and the front door, curious about what took place.

“What happened?”

“Ror just threw out Janie and Chrissy.” I glare at Jace when he mentions them by name.

“Damn, I missed it.” I jerk away from Jace and he chuckles which only make me angry.

“By the way, when you do inventory you’ll be missing a naval gauge.” The two of them share a look. “She got tossed before I had the chance to collect payment.”

Reaching in my pocket, I gather the money I had from going to the store earlier and throw it at Jace. He stops laughing, trying to catch it.

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