Pretend You're Mine (Inked Hearts 3)

Her eyes meet mine.

“Nothing is better than sweaty, exhausting, can’t stop until she’s coming so hard you think she’s gonna pass out sex.”

Her cheeks flush. Her tongue slides over her lips as her eyes glide over my body.

It’s an I want to fuck you look.

I grab the nearest distraction. “Still say you’re wasting your time with this class.”

The lust in her eyes fades to something I can’t place. “I still say you don’t know what it’s like to start a business from scratch.”

That’s fair.

“Without rich parents to fall back on.”

“I haven’t taken their money since—”

“Who paid your tuition?”

“You want me to admit I have advantages having wealthy parents?”

She nods.

“Of course I do. And, yeah, there’s a safety to knowing they’ll bail me out of shit. But I haven’t taken money from them since I graduated.”

“I like working at Inked Hearts.”

“Forever?”

“Until I’m ready to leave. Not until you think I’m ready.” Her voice gets defensive.

My fingers curl around her wrist. “You’re right.”

“I am?”

“Yeah. I shouldn’t push so hard. But you’re so fucking amazing, Leigh. I hate seeing you waste your time.”

“Even if it means I’m in your life more?”

“Even then.”

“Oh. Well. Thanks, I guess. But drop it.”

“All right. I won’t tell you to leave.”

“Good.”

“You can start designing while you work at Inked Hearts. You can moonlight forever.”

She shoots me a get real look. “That isn’t dropping it.”

“We made a deal. One month of you taking clients.”

“And?”

“And advertising. We posted on three forums.”

“I’m aware.”