Enzo (Jinx Tattoos 1)
“You’re not helping.”
“My job is to give you the truth, not to stroke your ego. Besides, you know I’m right on this one.”
Aibhlinn sighed. “Yeah, I know. But I’m out of my element.”
“Why?”
Because I know how bad situation
s can ruin your life. “Worried about making the wrong choice.”
“And if you don’t make a choice? Then what? You want him to move on with someone else and set up a home?”
The thought of Enzo married to someone else made her sick to her stomach. “No.”
“Then there’s nothing else to think about. You know I haven’t always been a fan of Enzo. But he’s turned his shit around. Finally, you two can meet in the middle and start on your happy ever after. Don’t let fear fuck with that. So many people are searching for what’s been right in front of you. You need to talk with him and hash it out. You cut your ties with Keir and cleared your head, now go get your man.”
“You make it sound so easy,” Aibhlinn said.
“It is. I don’t get your hang up.”
Aibhlinn shook her head. Maybe Enzo wasn’t the only one with commitment issues. All this time, I thought I was waiting on him. Her phone rang and she groaned at the name that appeared.
“What’s up?” Sophia asked.
“It’s Keir.”
“Didn’t you send boy wonder packing?”
“Yes, but he’s persistent.”
“I bet Enz will love that,” Sophia said with an evil smirk.
“You’re ridiculous.”
“What? I never said he wasn’t hot, and when his temper flares and his muscles flex. Yumm. I know he’s yours, but a girl can admire from a distance.”
Aibhlinn giggled. “We need to get you out on more dates.”
“Easier said than done, believe me,” Sophia muttered.
“We’ve both been buried neck deep in our work for the past few years. It’s left much to be desired in other areas.”
“You’re right,” Sophia said. The wheel stopped spinning and she shook her hand, slopping off the clay. “Let’s get the hell out of here and do something fun.”
Aibhlinn stared at her. “Are you feeling okay?”
“No, I’m on the verge of a mid-life crisis. I’m not where I wanted to be in my mid-thirties, and it’s making me question everything. Work is all I know. Art is my passion, but it’s also my safe place. I need to break away from it, or it’ll kill my love for it.”
“Damn, Soph, that’s deep.”
“Been thinking on it for a while. I know you think you’re drowning right now. It’s a lot coming at you, but what’s at the end of the struggle for you is happiness. You got a ready-made family with the man we both know you’re going to love for the rest of your life. All the sludge you’re wading through now,] won’t mean anything when you reach the end. So, we’re both going to make ourselves pretty, drink a little too much, and dance our asses off. It’s been too long since we had a girl’s night out and we could both use one. Then, you’re going to go hash this shit out with your boo.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Aibhlinn said, saluting her.
“Smart ass,” Sophia retorted.
The mood was light as they packed away her clay and moved on to getting ready for the night.