Invitation Only (Complete)

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The next morning I wake up early and shower and get ready for work. I grab my shoes and walk downstairs where Dad is sitting at the table.

"Morgan you came in late last night."

"Yeah I had to finish up your tat and it took a while," I said putting on my boots.

I looked over at mom at the stove and she shook her head because she already knows what I have done. She always knows even if I don't say anything.

"Thank you for doing the tattoo. I feel bad I didn't get to do it." Dad said.

"I'm not." I giggled.

"Morgan!" He said.

"What? He was cute and the tattoo was fun."

"That better be all it was Morgan," Dad said.

He may look tough and mean but my dad has a heart of gold and he always puts up with my shit.

"Well I gotta get going I am getting my apartment keys this morning," I said.

I walked over kissed Mom's cheek and headed to the door. "Bye love you guys!"

"Be good Morgan and don't sleep with anyone." Mom giggled.

"Mom!"

"Morgan you better not of," Dad said.

"Ok, I'll say I didn't but I may need to see him again." I laughed walking out to my bike.

"MORGAN!" I heard dad holler but I kept on going.

I got on my bike and headed over to the apartment building. There was those same set of guys sitting on a bench that I was going to have to walk by.

I held my breath and took my helmet off and shook out my hair and as I started to go by one of them whistled at me.

"Baby you look so sexy on that bike. Can I take a spin?"

I stopped and looked at him... "I don't think you could handle me or the bike," I said and continued walking.

I heard them laughing and making fun of the one that said something. I smirked to myself before walking on in.

"Hi, I'm here to pick up my apartment key." I smiled at the lady behind the desk.

"Name please?" She asked.

"Morgan Ryan."

"Ahh, here you are. Door number 17 will be yours." She smiled.

As I turned around there was this gruff-looking guy with tattoos all over standing behind me. He was drop-dead gorgeous. "I'm sorry excuse me." He smiled.

"No, it's my fault." I smiled back at him.

"Did I hear you say your last name is Ryan?" He asked.

"You sure did! Morgan Ryan and you are?

"Trace Cain." He smiled.

"Ohh I heard my dad talking about you. You are going to be our new tattoo artist." I said.

"So Kash is your dad huh?"

"Oh yeah, he is. Are you moving into this place?" I asked.

"Yeah I am and I think we are neighbors." He laughing holding up his key.

"I'm in Unit 17," I said.

"And I'm in 18." He laughed.

"Shall we go up together and check out our places?" I laugh.

"It's a date." He laughed.

"Hey, I don't date." I laughed looking back at him.

He smiled at me as his eyes roamed down my body and I'm hoping he got a good look because he is so yummy.

I unlocked my door and walked in and he followed. "Well, yours looks a little different than mine."

"Well let me see yours," I said.

"If I let you see mine can I see yours?" He laughed.

"Oh you are playful and I like it and sure I'll show you mine." I winked and he choked on his spit.

He unlocked his door and we walked in and it was a little different and the colors were different. "My kitchen is smaller but I don't cook anyway."

"Let's see the bedroom." I giggled.

"Wow, I don't even know you and you want to see my bedroom?" He gasped.

I couldn't help but laugh... "I just wanted to see if your headboard would be on the same wall as mine so when we are fucking someone the other doesn't hear it," I said.

"I know you didn't just say that. I don't know how to take you." He laughed rubbing his hand down his beard.

"I mean if we were in the same room in the same bed we wouldn't have to worry about that knocking noise." I shrugged.

"Your dad would kill me!" He laughed.

"What he doesn't know won't kill him." I wiggle my eyebrows.

"So where is your stuff I see your apartment is empty." He said.

"I just got the key and some friends and family are supposed to help me move. You will meet Dad and Dom and his son Ethan whenever you start work but they are going to be helping me. They can help you too if you have heavy stuff to move." I said.

"I would appreciate that as you can see I moved here from Texas and don't have any friends yet." He said.

"Well you have me and I know all the guys at the shop will help you to fit right in. Ethan and I are the youngest. Dom and Hoss have been my uncles since birth and well my dad and mom are pretty cool too." I said.

"Your dad has been my idol since I was young. I have always wanted to be a tattoo artist and I have always followed news on him." He said.

"How did you find out about him?" I ask.

"My drunk uncle ended up here for vacation and your dad did his tattoo." He chuckled.

"Let me call my dad and get the guys to come over and help move a few things for you so you have somewhere to sit or sleep," I said.

"You don't have to do that for me." He said.

"I don't mind really and then we can get a pizza and share a meal together." I smiled at him.