One kiss is all it took for Alexis Catori’s world to turn upside down. One kiss with a man she thinks can help her move beyond her past.
Bo Nantan has one rule when it comes to tattooing: he refuses to ink his friends. Until Alexis asks him to do her work.
Bo tries to refuse, but decides maybe there is a compromise that will work. Together they discover their compromise is about more than just art, it’s facing the past so they can move on with the future.
“Who’s analyzing what?” Bo chimed as he walked through Matt’s door. It was Thursday, the one day of the week everyone left life at the door for a night to relax.
Alexis had her legs stretched out, her feet rested on the coffee table. She wore jean shorts that showed off her long, golden brown legs. No girl should be able to taunt him the way she did, especially since they didn’t even get along. The tight purple t-shirt she wore rode up to show an inch of smooth stomach. Bo licked his lips in an attempt to wipe away the desire pumping through his veins.
“Oh goody, Slut Boy has arrived. We can stop the Dr. Phil show and start the fun. Nice of you to show up half an hour late rather than a full hour.” Alexis didn’t turn to him. Instead she focused on the forty-three inch plasma TV at the front of the room.
“You know what they say about teasing someone, right?” Bo asked.
“Don’t care, but you’re going to tell us anyway aren’t you?”
“The harder you tease, the more you like them.”
“Yep that’s it. Oh Bo,” she started in a sing-song voice, “ I love you so much. You’re all I ever think about. Please, please let me kiss your feet.” Bo climbed over Matt’s legs then fell down on top of her. She tensed beneath him, her hands propped against his shoulders. He ignored her attempt to shove him away and leaned his head back next to her ear. “Ask nicely and I’ll let you kiss more than my feet.”
“Ugh. You disgust me. Get off, before I kiss your balls with my knee.”
With a chuckle, he flipped to her side and got comfortable. Alexis had a killer body, one he’d wanted from the day she joined their little group. She could hardly stand to be in the same room with him though, at least that’s the way he felt.