Page 234 of Breaking the Rules
Chapter Thirty-Three
Hunter
The air-conditioning hums as I step into Inked Hearts.
The door swings shut behind me.
Wes's laugh fills the room.
He's at the counter with Ryan. Making some joke.
Wes leans into the counter. "Em, sweetheart. You give any thought to that whole sloppy seconds thing?"
"I don't want to break your heart, Wes, but I like quiet guys." Her eyes flit to me. Her cheeks flush. Her chest heaves with her inhale.
Fuck, it's obvious there's something between us.
It's practically written on our foreheads.
Somehow, Ryan doesn't notice.
"You're here till seven, right?" he asks me.
I nod.
"Meet me in the office after your last appointment. We'll sign your paperwork." He extends his hand.
I take it. Shake.
A lightness spreads through my limbs.
This is happening.
I'm working at Inked Hearts.
I'm kissing Emma.
I'm figuring out my shit.
Fuck, it's hard to believe.
I want to prove I deserve this gig.
To prove I'm worth her trust and affection.
I can't do that overnight.
But I can commit to making it happen every fucking day.
Ryan shoots Wes a cutting look. "If she reports you for sexual harassment…" He shrugsthere will be nothing I can do.
"Would you do that, Em?" Wes asks.
"Haven't done it to Dean yet," she says.
"So there's a record for me to break?" Wes's blue eyes light up.
She laughs. "Yeah, if you want to get fired."
