Tempting (Inked Hearts 1)

God, I've been craving him more and more every day.

There's something about knowing he really sees me, even the ugly parts—it's addicting.

"You know, Joel was asking about you," Dean says.

"What?" I bite my lip to keep from blushing.

"Brendon filled him in on all sorts of details."

"You mean—"

"Gotta say, Kay. It was pretty fucking hot. I can see why you're into him. Man's got a mouth."

"You have no idea."

Dean chuckles. "If he ever gives you shit,

you call me."

I study Dean's expression. He's actually sincere. Sweet even. Weird. "Okay."

"Me too." Walker offers me a hug.

I take it.

"You're a good kid," Walker says. "You ever need ink, you know who to call."

Dean takes his turn giving me an attagirl hug. "Or breakup sex."

"You have a problem." Walker shakes his head.

"Just want the girl to know she has options," Dean insists.

"Look at her." Walker turns to me. "Kay, you've got options in spades. You're hot. And guys dig the librarian thing."

I adjust my glasses instinctively. "Are these really librarian glasses?"

"Fuck, like we know? We don't read," Walker says.

I motion to the Kindle in his suite. "You read all the time."

"Genre fiction," he says.

"What's wrong with genre fiction?"

"You seem more highbrow," he says.

I shake my head.

Dean chuckles. "Told you. She's writing some dirty book like the ones she's always reading."

"No." That blush threatens to inflame my cheeks. "It's a coming of age story."

"Sexually?" Dean raises a brow.

"That's part of it." A lot of it. "Sex is a part of life."

"Erotica. Nice." Dean nods.