Page 97 of Tattooed Love

“Yep.” I shot him a bored glance. “Got a problem with that Jax?”

Jax grunted, but didn’t reply.

“I think he might actually have the guts to ask me to be his girlfriend tonight,” I added with a smug expression, and faked a dreamy sigh at the end.

“LIKE HELL!” Cole roared. “If we haven’t met the bloke, there is no chance of this boyfriend talk.”

“Fine, come then, and meet him. Oh wait, you guys don’t wear suits. Bugger, out of luck then,” I chirped as I placed a hand on my hip. “Now move Cole.”

“Why would you willingly go to something of dad’s,” Tyler asked, looking at me suspiciously. “Unless you are getting something out of it.” He narrowed his eyes, looking at me closely for a few moments. “Ok, spill it Amber, what has he promised you?”

“NOTHING!” I threw my hands up in the air. “And Cole, stop putting marks on my car!” I slapped his arm, which was leaning on my car.

My phone buzzed in my purse and I shot the guys a dirty look, and they all suddenly went quiet. Did they know what personal space was?

“Hello?” I sighed into the phone, frustrated.

“Amber, you’re running late,” My dad said.

“It’s not my fault, the boys won’t let me leave.” I shot them a smug look.

“Tell them you’d better be here in five minutes, or they will all know what it is like to ride a push bike,” dad said in a lowered voice, most likely preventing people around him from hearing his threat.

“I’ll pass the message on dad,” I said as I smiled out at the boys, who all rolled their eyes.

“Five minutes,” he stressed.

I hung up. “Dad said...”

“Don’t bother threatening us,” Cole snapped, and then pushed away from my car completely. “Fine. Have a nice night.”

“I will,” I said, opening the door and ignoring the death stares from my brothers. “I’ll tell Mark you guys want to meet him.”

I closed the door smugly, blocking out their low threats.

Turning the key and bringing the car to life, I smiled slyly as I pulled out of the garage.

Mission one complete - making sure Jax knew there was competition. Now, just to make him man up to his feelings; I hoped a bit of jealousy would push this along.

I glanced in the rear view mirror and noticed Jax throw a spanner across the room.

Success.

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“Thanks for yesterday Mark!” I smiled at him as we walked up the school corridor. “Really, you made the night not boring.”

“Us secret millionaires need to stick together,” he said, winking at me.

When dad had introduced me to his business partner’s son, you could imagine Mark and my shock when we realized we’d been connected this whole time. Mark’s dad placed him in this hell called public school because Mark hadn’t made an effort at any of the private schools.

Mark and I had that in common.

“So, you going to come watch the game tonight?” Mark asked.

“Nah, I don’t do school events.” I smiled. A locker slam jolted us from our conversation, and we both glanced in the direction. Jax didn’t even give me a second look as he stormed away from his locker.

“Well, I’ll see you at lunch,” Mark said politely, and I noticed his eyes trail off in the direction of Linda as she walked past us.

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