The Tattoo Artist : (La Petite Mort Book 1) by Kassandra Marie Lopez

Author:Kassandra Marie Lopez [Lopez, Kassandra Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-10-02T00:00:00+00:00

twenty-four

Quinn

Three Days Later

I watched how the sun and clear blue sky illuminated the view around me. The irony was that today of all days, the sky was bright and clear, almost as if the earth itself knew that there was one less scumbag on this earth.

My mother still had the twisted idea to marry me off to Mr. Walsh's son. She forced me to sit next to him. I could only imagine she had hope that I would comfort him since his father died—if only she knew that he hated his father. Mrs. Walsh, on the other hand, had been crying since this funeral began— if only she knew the real man she was married to—crying for a scumbag and a pervert.

I didn't know how to feel. I felt a little guilty—I knew who killed his father and why. My thoughts were somewhere else as the Priest continued to talk. I brushed my fingers against my lips, the same place he touched me. I missed his touch already, and it had only been three days. I looked around, noticing people were already leaving. I raised from my chair, taking in my surroundings, almost hoping to see him. Owen didn't move; he remained seated, staring at the ground where they had just put his father—his shoulders sagged.

I licked my lips and sat back down beside him. "I'm sorry for your loss, Owen," I offered, my fingers playing with the ends of my hair.

"Don't be. It's not like you killed him," he uttered, looking at me. No, but I knew who did.

"I'm only sad I didn't do it myself," he confessed, and my eyes widened at his confession. I glared into his soul and saw the truth. Owen wasn't sad because his father died. No, Owen was unhappy that he wasn't the one to do it. He gave me a soft smile before he whispered his next confession. "I'm bi-sexual," I smiled back at him and nodded my head.

I knew.

He laughed silently. "It's funny, my parents were forcing me to get with you because apparently it would fix me," he said, making quotation marks with his fingers when he said fix me. "They thought if I stuck my dick into a vagina, it would solve the problem," he continued. I bit into my bottom lip to keep from laughing—his parents must have known he had seen plenty of women naked before. Right?

He chuckled. "If they only knew my reputation was true. I've stuck my dick in plenty of pussy and ass."

I burst out laughing, no longer able to hold it in. Owen joined me as well. "Holy shit! But I guess I can see it with Catholic parents," I added. It was stupid, and they were hypocrites for judging Owen and not supporting him. "I know, it's fucking bullshit. They're Catholic, but yet my parents judge everyone—let's not talk about the sin of being gay fuckin' rubbish shit," he said, his voice laced with irritation. He nudged me a little, and I looked up at him.

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