Tempting (Inked Hearts 1)

I...

I'm going to lose.

And everyone is going to know.

Everyone is going to know I'm the sweet girl who doesn't get the guy.

Chapter Seventeen

Kaylee

Ryan holds up his drink. "Never have I ever fucked a client."

Dean shakes his head. "Lies and slander." He takes a swig.

Leighton taps her drink. "Define client."

Brendon laughs. "That's a yes."

My eyes fix on him. His drink is resting on his thigh. It's nowhere near his lips.

He's never fucked a client.

All he does is work and go to the gym. That means it’s been awhile. It must.

That's something.

Maybe this game isn't totally horrible.

Maybe it's somehow useful.

"I could fire you for that," Ryan says.

"You can't fire me. I'm about to be a co-owner." Dean's voice is bouncy. Joyful. He's reveling in rubbing that in. "Besides it wasn't a client here." He stands up to take his turn and offers Ryan that same sly smirk. "Never have I ever gotten a hard-on while doing a tattoo."

Ryan mutters under his breath. He takes a swig, wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

Brendon and Walker stare at him, surprise in their eyes.

"You gonna explain?" Brendon asks.

Ryan sets his drink on his thigh. "No."

They stare at him.

He stares back.

I tap my heel against the floor. Look to Em with a shrug. She shrugs back.

This... this isn't too bad. It's fun when it's other people getting thrown under the bus.

Ryan folds his arms with a frown.

Dean laughs and blows him a kiss. He nudges Brendon. "Your go."

Brendon shoots Dean a you're annoying look. "Never have I ever embarrassed my brother in front of all his friends."

"Bullshit. You don't have a brother." Dean looks to Emma. "And I've seen him embarrass you."