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Chapter One

“Maybe if we left and I got these pants off you, I’d be more convinced”

Okay, that had to be one of the better—worst—lines I’d heard tonight And, like all the other lines, it wasn’t directed at me

“I think I’ll have to show you my tattoo after all then,” the woman responded The way she spoke was so confident Like she was in control of herself and her sexuality, and theit up

The woman also looked happy

Not scared in the least

I took a deep breath, ignoring the flash of envy shooting through ain

Waiting

Tattoo wouy didn’t see my table in order to better cliainst the corner of a packed bar…a table for two

And yet, I sat alone

I had been there for almost an hour, and was now convincedout my phone, I called reat idea to set me up in the first place

“Hey, Lana,” she answered

“Hey, so Rick never showed up”

“What? He didn’t? I’m sorry He was an idiot”

“Then why did you set me up with him?”

“Because you need to get outyour freedom”

Ah, yes, freedorad school in my sleepy town of Golden, a safe twenty miles outside of Denver Harper was on this kick that I needed to “live life,” to which I politely pointed out that going forendeavor

Tattoo girl buain, only this ti even closer

“I think I’ve reachedI had drivenHarper drop et me now?”

“Yeah, I’s I can be there in an hour”

I laughed a little “And you tell ht”

“What was that?” she teased “You don’t need a ride home?”

“Yes, I do I’ll wait Thank you”

I glanced around An hour Not my ideal scene, but, surely, I’d survive