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“Fuck, most emotion I ever saw that fucker have,” someone yells

I hear their voices, but none of theet that tattoo”

“I’m ready,” she whispers

I set her down

“Welco her

“Thank you, Bolty” She kisses his cheek

He walks off grinning froood look on my kid

It took a while to figure out so that would work for both of us She has to be presentable for work, and if it was up to me, it’s be soo with a spot that could be visible or easily covered up by her hair I lead her back to the tatt

oo area Sketch has set up The brother is the only one I’d trust to take care of her

“You ready, Bluebell?” he asks with a small smile

I’m shocked I didn’t even know the brother had teeth

“Yep, I’m ready” She lays down on the seat with her hair twisted and hanging over the opposite shoulder

I sit beside her and hold her hand

“All right, o”

I feel her body tense as the gun begins to buzz She winces, but slowly her shoulders relax