Irresistible Ink by Ranae Rose

Author:Ranae Rose [Rose, Ranae]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

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James steeled himself as he stepped into Jed’s office / storage space in the back of Hot Ink. “Look, if this is about me being late today, I know that was lame.” He’d walked through the door a half hour late that afternoon and had found his client already waiting on the couch in the reception area. “I’m taking care of my niece and I dropped her off at day care for the first time this morning. When I got there they took me on this long-ass tour and made me fill out paperwork.”

Jed shook his head. “Today was the first time you’ve ever been late. I didn’t bring you back here to tear you a new one.”

“Then what did you want to talk about?”

Before Jed could reply, the door swung inward, and Karen stepped inside.

“James,” she said, beaming, “you’re here. Good.”

“It’s not easy to plan a wedding in just a few weeks,” Jed said. “Karen’s got to place the final order for tux rentals today. She needs your measurements.”

“So you need me to go to the rental place or something?” He buried a tooth in his inner lip. How the hell was he supposed to fit that into his schedule when he had to pick up Emily immediately after work? He’d be arriving close to the day care facility’s closing time as it was.

“Actually, I need your measurements right now,” Karen said, pulling something out of her pocket. “Don’t worry – I looked up how to do this on the internet. I’ll just call the rental place here in a minute and give them the numbers.”

James stood still in the center of the room as Karen circled him with a measuring tape. He lifted his arms when she asked and didn’t mind her running the tape around his chest and up and down his arms to measure for the jacket, pausing periodically to jot down numbers. It was kind of hard to look Jed in the eye though when she bent at the waist to measure him from crotch to heel for the pants.

Likewise when she practically lassoed his ass with the measuring tape, explaining that it was for the “seat” measurement.

“To ensure a proper fit,” she said, casting a gaze over her shoulder at her fiancé, “you should be able to fit two fingers between the tape and, uh, James. Could you give me a hand?”

James silently thanked God that Karen hadn’t decided to do the test herself. Jed wasn’t exactly an overly-emotional guy, but James was pretty sure he wouldn’t be enthralled with his fiancée feeling up James’ ass in the name of ensuring a perfect fit for his tux.

On the other hand, he also looked reluctant to do it himself. James had seen Jed tattoo people anywhere and everywhere imaginable, but apparently things were different when there was no ink involved. Which made perfect fucking sense. Did Karen really need an ass measurement?

“I’ve got fingers of my own,” James said, shoving two of them between the tape and his hip.

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