Dirty Fun
Book 2 in the Dirty Love Series
Cover Design: KLa Boutique - Swag
Cover Photo: © Shauna Kruse of Kruse Images and Photography: Models and Boudoir https://m.facebook.com/KIPmodelsandboudoir
Cover Model: Matthew Hosea
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When I grab the sketchpad off the bed he looks over at me. “Wait, my sister has a tattoo?”
He looks dumbfounded and it’s almost funny. She must not have mentioned that to him yet.
“Yeah. She has one done and the other I just started on,” I say, flipping to the page I’m looking for.
Folding the other pages back, I hold it up for him to see.
“Holy fuck man! That shit is fucking awesome. You are seriously talented,” he says, examining the details.
Last night he had mentioned that he had always wanted to get a heaven and hell type of tattoo, so I put my spin on it and made it what I thought he would like. If I’m honest, I’m pretty happy with how it turned out.
“When can you start?” he asks with a huge grin.
“I didn’t schedule anything tonight, so any time is good with me,” I state.
He flips the page and sees the one I was working on for Brielle.
“These are her favorite things,” he smiles looking up at me.
“Yeah, she told me about them,” I reply, watching as he looks over all the pictures. When he comes to the teddy bear, he gives me a questioning look.
“I know she didn’t tell you this one,” he points at the bear.
“The night I came back from Vegas after the photo album was sent to her apartment, she was having a dream. All she kept saying was that she couldn’t find her bear and that she knew your mom had taken it and hidden it from her. She was mumbling about her mom knowing how much it meant to her and she only took it to punish her.”
Greyson’s eyes widen and he nods. “Yeah. I remember that. She was about ten and our mom hated that thing. She tried to get rid of it a lot because our uncle bought it for her. She hated when he bought us stuff, especially when we liked it more than the things she bought us.”
Shaking my head, I can’t believe how their mother would get jealous of a damn teddy bear.
“She was showing me a few photos from when you were kids and I saw the teddy bear, so I knew it was the same one.”
“She’ll love it man. She will be stoked that you incorporated her favorite stuffed animal in it. It’s perfect,” he says, slapping me on the back.
About the Author
K. Renee is from sunny, California. Creative by nature, she decided to put her imagination to paper. K. Renee is an avid reader. During the day she works in an office and at night she writes. These stories have been in her head for years and are finally coming out on paper.
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