Tempting (Inked Hearts 1)

"Three minutes," I offer.

"That's cruel. Three minutes?" Joel looks to Dean. "Tell me you do better than that."

Dean laughs. "You make a woman come, she forgets how obnoxious you are."

"Not sure about that." Joel shakes his head. "Not in your case." He turns back to me. "She's the one who was hanging at the counter last time? Blond hair. Librarian look. Fuck, I love the librarian look."

"Watch it. He'll punch you," Dean says

"On my wife." Joel lets out a dreamy sigh.

"Yeah, 'cause a married man has never looked elsewhere," Dean says.

"I'll hit you." Joel curls his hands into fists, but his smile is too wide for him to sell it. "Not as hard as I'd like to, but I will hit you. We're recording shit tomorrow."

"How many times you mention that to Brendon?" Dean asks.

"I didn't know we could be talking about deflowering virgins in alleys." Joel turns to me. "You offering details? As di

sgusting as possible, preferably."

"If I'm not offering this asshole details, you think you have a good chance?" I ask.

He nods. "I'm only half as obnoxious."

I'm not sure about that.

I've never been one to brag, but fuck, the chance to replay Kaylee under my command... "She was mine."

Joel nods. "Go on."

"That's it," I say.

"Fuck. Maybe Dean is right. Maybe you aren't any fun," Joel teases.

I'm fine with that label. But I did make Kay a promise. "You have any upcoming shows?"

"Always. Why?" he asks.

"Get me tickets and I'll spill."

"Fuck, I'll get you whatever you want. Bella is gonna flip when she sees this." He stares at his new ink. "She'll want one."

"I'll squeeze her in whenever," I say.

He shakes his head. "I don't want you touching her now that I know you have a thing for chicks with glasses."

"You want someone else here touching her?" I ask.

"Good point. There really aren't enough female artists. It's sexist bullshit." Joel turns to Dean. "How come you guys only hire dicks?"

"Nepotism," Dean says.

"It makes the world go round." Joel looks to me. "I'll send over your shit tomorrow. Any date, any venue you want."

"Anything here?"

"Fuck, nobody tells me the details. You think they keep me around for my brains?" Joel laughs.