Tempting (Inked Hearts 1)
Like it makes sense they have matching forearm tattoos.
Like they can fight and makeup and everything can be okay.
I check to make sure no one is watching then I pull out my cell and shoot him a text.
Kaylee: I really am sorry.
His phone buzzes in his pocket. He looks up at me.
I nod check it.
He pulls out his cell. Glances at the screen. Then he's tapping a reply.
Buzz.
Brendon: I know. We'll talk later.
Kaylee: What does that mean?
Dean takes a bow as the song ends. He nods and waves to his adoring audience—we're clapping a little—then blows us kiss after kiss.
He winks at me. "Your turn."
"It's your turn, Kay." Emma takes my free hand. "Pick something or I'll pick for you." Her voice lifts to that encouraging tone.
She thinks this is my opportunity to finally tell Dean to be the one to "pop that cherry."
Dean is undeniably attractive. Tall. Tan. Piercing blue eyes, long, shaggy hair. He's funny. Confident.
Supposedly, he has a cock piercing.
And he has that colorful sleeve tattoo. Fuck, there's something about a full sleeve that makes me weak in the knees.
But even with all that—the thought of Dean's hands on my body makes me cringe.
The sight of Brendon's shoulders in that snug t-shirt—
My heartbeat is already picking up.
My lips are already parting.
My body is already screaming more.
"Kay? You there?" Emma asks.
"Yeah." Sort of.
She motions to Dean. Then to the karaoke book, currently up to Britney Spears.
She taps I'm A Slave 4 U.
Uh...
There's no way I'm singing anything that sexual. And certainly not to Dean. But it's a good idea.
I need the right song.
One I know.