The second story in the Ryan family series!
•Not a stand alone read must read Loving Navy first.•
Morgan Ryan is the rebel her parents said she would be since the day she was born.
She followed in her father's footsteps and is a great tattoo artis...
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I toss and turn in bed later that night. I could be in Ethan's bed in his arms but I chose to end it when Gramps had to shit.
He was seriously packing some heat and at some point, I may just do him. I don't have a hard time hooking up with people but maybe not someone I have to see daily at work.
Of course, Ethan followed in Dom's footsteps and become a tattoo artist as well. Don't get me wrong he's cute and my type but I just know that's not what I want.
When we kissed I wasn't feeling chemistry like I should just down below and fuck I don't need the aggravation.
Today I'm off to look at an apartment. I think it's time to move out and be independent. I'm excited but my parents are not.
I got out of bed and took a shower and fixed my hair and put on my fav jeans with holes in them and an everlasting ink t-shirt and grabbed my leather jacket and boots and headed downstairs.
"Morning Morg!" Dad said sitting at the table drinking coffee.
"Morning dad! I'll be a little late this morning because I'm going to look at that apartment."
"Ughh don't remind me that you are moving out." He said.
"Come on dad it's good for me. I'm excited and ready to be out on my own."
"You just want to fuck boys and you can't do it here." He laughed.
"Who says I haven't already? Bye daddy I love you!" I smile walking out the door to my bike.
I can hear him yelling and I can't help but laugh. I love riling him up and I love my Harley. I saved up money from tattooing and bought my first bike.
I put my helmet on and head into town to where those apartments are located.
I pull up and get off my bike and put the helmet on the handlebars and shake my hair out before heading to the office area.
I pass by a couple of guys and try to ignore them but like always I get whistled at and hollered dirty things which I ignore.
If they live here I'm not interested. I won't be harassed every day because I will end up in jail.
"Can I help you?"
"Morgan Ryan and I have an appointment at 9:30 to see an apartment," I said.
The woman so focused on my tattoos she just shakes her head and picks up a phone.
This place may be too high society for me and don't like my kind. I get so many weird looks but I don't even give a fuck.
I take a seat and look at my watch. I have tattoos to do people hurry up! But as soon as I looked up a nice-looking guy in a suit walked out and looked around. "Morgan?"
"That's me." I smile.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. I'm Shawn. Let's go look at the apartment. I had two open but one got snatched up this morning." He said.
"Thanks for letting me come see it on such short notice." I said as we got on the elevator.
"No problem right this way." He pointed down a long hallway that was very bright.
He unlocked the door and opened it for me to walk in first. "Wow, this is very nice," I said looking around.
"So Morgan what do you do?" He asked.
"It's not obvious? I'm a doctor." I said with a straight face.
"Oh." He said.
"I'm just messing with you I'm a tattoo artist." I smiled.
"I was about to say that. You have some very nice tattoos. Are you kin to Kash Ryan?"
"If I say yes you won't hold it against me?" I laugh.
"No, I just know he's famous around these parts with tattoos." He smiled.
"Well in that case he's my dad." I smile.
"No shit! Small world. He's hard to book a session with." He said.
"Yeah, we both are booked up for months," I said looking around the kitchen.
"I would love to have a chest tattoo. I have something already there hoping it can be covered up." He said.
"Show me," I said stepping closer to him and I watched as his adam's apple move. I love to intimidate people.
"Are you sure?" He asked.
"Sure I'm a professional," I smirked.
I watch as he unbuttons his shirt and damn he's got me all hot and bothered. He has a nice chest and his six-pack I can't stop looking at.
"I got this right out of high school and I think it looks like a blob." He laughed.
I stepped closer to him... "May I?" I ask.
"Oh sure." He said swallowing hard.
I gently run my fingertips over the green blob. I didn't really need to touch it but I wanted to see if he reacted to my touch. I mean Shawn is a good-looking guy and I'm sure he can have any woman he wants.
"I can cover that up for sure. What do you have in mind?" I ask.
"I have a design on my phone."
I touched it again and looked up at him and his eyes were full of lust.
"I tell you what Shawn... Give me a deal on this apartment and I will get you in to tattoo next week even though I'm booked for months."
"Oh, you got a deal." He smiled.
I brushed my finger down his chest touching his abs which were very nice before I moved down to the top of his belt buckle before removing my hand.
He stepped closer to me and before I knew what was happening his lips were on mine and damn he made me wet.
"God your so fucking beautiful and you make me very hard." He said.
I reach my hand down and squeezed the front of his dress pants to see what he was working with.
