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Izzy leaned closer and dropped her volurew a pussy because I was the one holding the needle”

A strangled sound cahed Rip joined in, and soon the three of the hyenas

Goddamnit Not only had she interrupted him, sassed hie His damned male pride left him no choice

“Show rumbled

A eous face “Follow me, bubba,” she said as she spun on one of those pencil-thin heels then sashayed to her station

And fuck if he didn’t feel a twitch of his dick and a twitch of his lips Where his cock’s interest came from, he had no idea Miss Izzy couldn’t be further from his usual type

He liked ’em blonde, blue-eyed, small, sweet, and docile Not tall, dark-haired, andto her badass-bitch look

But as he watched the very long tail of a tight braid swinging back and forth across the top of ithout a doubt, a stellar ass, he couldn’t deny his animal attraction to her

Fuck This was gonna be a shitty few hours

CHAPTER TWO

WAS THIS DUDE even capable of any facial expressions beyond scowls?

Didn’t seem like it

Izzy was a daood tattoo artist, and fuck any man who didn’t want to ith her because of as—or wasn’t—dangling between her legs She’d show hile time she worked with one of these macho sexist types They sat their asses in her chair with low expectations, and she blew them aith her skill

Every Damn Time