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“Chester told me he’s going to tattoo you. You do know he is turned on by it, right?” Creed questions.

“Is that why he doesn’t do it often?” I ask.

“Yes.”

“And you two?”

“Also yes, Tenshi. We share a bond; we have similar gifts with emotions. Mine are mainly when it comes to you... Chester’s, however, are with everyone. I’m sure you’ll figure it out as time goes by.”

“Are you two, you know, together?”

His chest vibrates with laughter against my back. “No, just when he does my ink.”

“And the others?”

“I don’t think so, but you would have to ask them.”

“I’m not going to fuck him.” My statement is loud and clear, but it sounds weak even to my own ears.

“Mmhmm.”

“I’m serious.”

“What are you two whispering about over there?” Kai asks, interrupting the moment.

Creed takes a step back. “Chester agreed to tattoo Jolie.”

“You what?” Trace roars, stepping up to Chester, stabbing him in the chest with his finger. “You’re not touching her.”

“I think she’s more than ready,” he counters.

“You’re not doing it,” Brennan declares.

“You didn’t ask me?” Kai says, hurt lacing his voice.

Creed laughs from behind me.

“Will you all shut up? I’m not asking for your permission, Trace. I want Chester to do it. Kai, I did plan to ask you, but Creed’s tattoo on his back is amazing and I really want the grey. I love your work, Kai, and that’s why I am hoping you will start an arm sleeve for me in the future.”

He preens from my praise. “Ok, you’re forgiven.”

“Are you sure it’s what you want, Jolie?” Brennan asks.

I blow out a breath and nod.

“Are we all seriously just going to stand here and pretend that she isn’t going to screw Chester while we’re all here?” Trace snaps.

“If you don’t like it, you can leave!” Chester spits, his tone venomous, and the daggers he’s glaring towards Trace are sharp enough to cut anyone that gets in his way.

“Who says I’m going to screw him?” I interject before this can get any more out of hand.

“You’ll see, Tenshi.” Creed winks with a smile and leans in closer to me. “Just make sure you scream for me.”

“Well, this escalated quickly. All I want is a fucking tattoo in memory of your brothers and you’re all worried about who I’m going to fuck. Grow the hell up—all of you! If I do decide to sleep with anyone, that’s my business. I will not be controlled or told what to do by anyone.”

“This is bullshit!” Trace shouts and storms from the room.

Chapter Six

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