Reckless Soul (The Dirty Souls MC Book 2) by Emma Creed

Author:Emma Creed [Creed, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-30T18:30:00+00:00

I leave school already knowing exactly what I’m gonna ink on Ella. I see the way the other guys at school look at her. Luke pretends to hate her when everyone knows he’d give his right nut to have her the way I do. My sudden change of heart comes from the possessive asshole streak inside of me that can’t resist the opportunity to put a permanent mark on her skin.

It feels pathetic, to need that kind of reassurance. But, then it might be all I have if I can’t figure a way out of this shit I’m in.

The compass I’ve got on my forearm was the first tattoo I ever got. I’d drawn it over and over in my sketch pad when I was a kid and trying to figure out how to find my dad. I’d been stupid enough back then to convince myself it would help me.

Maybe it was fate or irony but it was that compass that got me where I am today. Tac saw my sketch pad when he took me in. Told me I had some real talent and although I was far too young at the time, he offered to tattoo it on me.

“You’ve drawn it enough times, figured it must mean something to ya,” he’d said to me.

That’s what I love about Tac, he never asks questions, but he sure knows how to read people. Now I want Ella to have it too, my way of telling her that no matter what happens I won’t give up on finding a way for us to be together.

I know Tac will be leaving the studio before eight. Troj has a big fight in Denver tonight, most of the brothers are riding out to watch him. I’m out the back sketching when I hear the studio door open and some loud ass kids enter the shop. I leave Tac to deal with them, we’re quiet so he’ll either send them on their way or decide to make a quick buck out of them.

I put my earbuds in and carry on with my sketch. I want to make the compass I’m putting on Ella perfect.

“Yo Nyx,” Tac shouts over my music and I flick out my earphones and look up at him.

“Got some kids out here wanting a team tattoo.” Tac rolls his eyes.

“You wanna take it so I can shoot off?” I look up at the clock, it ain’t even six.

“Hey don’t be judgy, I’ve been working my ass off while you been playing golden boy to Prez.”

“Ain’t judging.” I hold up my hands in surrender as I squeeze past him through the door and make my way out onto the shop floor. I pause when I see Luke and two of his football buddies, all looking pale-faced and shit scared in the waiting area. They all look like they’re gonna bottle it, bouncing their knees and sweating from their pores.

Pussys.

“I booked you some stuff in for tomorrow too, can’t have the shop shut all weekend.

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