Midnight Ink - Boxed Set by Rylon Jayne & Carr Mari & Ryan Carrie Ann & Alexander R.G. & Forte PG & Bradley Eden & Rotham Robin L. & Bristol Sidney

Author:Rylon, Jayne & Carr, Mari & Ryan, Carrie Ann & Alexander, R.G. & Forte, PG & Bradley, Eden & Rotham, Robin L. & Bristol, Sidney [Rylon, Jayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-11-16T18:30:00+00:00

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Etta gasped and sat up so swiftly her head spun. It took her a moment to realize she was in bed at her aunt’s house. She was soaked in sweat, still quivering from the most intense orgasm of her life. And still disappointed at the direction it had taken afterwards.

Other than the sharks and Manny running in a trench coat, it had all seemed so real. She’d never had such a vivid dream. The details of Christie’s touch, his kiss…it had all been perfect. She’d never known passion like that existed outside of fiction. He was everything she could want in a lover. He made her feel powerful. Sexual. Alive.

But then he’d seen her tattoo. Why did her subconscious have to go and ruin something that life-altering?

Maybe it was telling her she should cancel today’s appointment. Or see if Rosie was willing to do her cover-up inside a locked, private room that the owner didn’t have a key to.

She knew that was her fear talking, but it was making sense. If the real Christie saw it while he was “distracting” her, how would she even begin to explain it?

No one ever wanted to hear the whole story, not even her therapist. To be honest, she didn’t either. She wished she didn’t remember.

Even after cherry blossoms and branches concealed the letters on her back, she would never forget, no matter how much she wanted to, what had been underneath.

Whore.

What did it say about her, staying in a marriage so long after she’d been marked with what might as well have been a scarlet letter? Or a neon sign that screamed victim.

What would Christie think of her if he knew the whole story?

I don’t think you’ll let anyone hurt you again, Henrietta Santos. Not like that. The real question is, will you give someone a chance to prove they won’t?

Before last night she’d thought the answer to that was yes. Hell, it was the reason she’d made it her New Year’s resolution to get the cover-ups. To make this year the true start of her new life. To get close to people again. To be intimate with someone. To finally—at some point—have great sex when she was awake. Was she really going to let a bad tattoo and the potential opinion of one sexy, romantic, supposedly reformed wandering musician stand in her way?

She scrubbed her damp face with her hands. If she was going through with this she needed coffee and another chocolate caramel roll, preferably sprinkled with extra courage and something to forget how perfect her dreams had been.

Etta sighed. There wasn’t enough chocolate in the world.