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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It wasn't long until Dad, Ethan, and DJ showed up to help. Dom and Hoss had tattoos they had to do.
Trace and I walked back down to the lobby to wait on them. When they opened the door dad smiled.
"Trace this is my dad and that's Ethan who works with us and this is DJ our neighbor and longtime friend," I said.
"Nice to meet you all. Thanks for coming and helping me out." He said.
As we walked back by those guys who said something to me I turned and looked at him and he put his head down and I couldn't help but laugh.
I watched every move that Trace's body made as he lifted and pulled on stuff. I tried to help with little boxes but most things were heavy.
My panties were definitely wet for him. I tried to shake it off and once they brought the couch in I sit down on it while they carried in the other heavy items.
Once it was all done dad and Ethan said they needed to get to the shop and well DJ said he had to get back home to study. I told them I would see them later that I didn't have any tattoos today.
Dad gave me that look like you better not fuck him and I couldn't help but laugh. "Love you, dad!" I smiled.
I shut Trace's door and turned around laughing. "So what do you think of my bunch?"
"They seemed really nice and I'm grateful they helped. I was beginning to wonder how I was going to get this stuff upstairs. I guess I could have asked Shawn." He said.
"Shawn's a creep!" I said.
"How so?" He was nice to me.
"Long story short he showed me my apartment and we got to talking about tattoos and next thing you know he's kissing me and carrying me to the bedroom when his fiancée called," I said.
"What the fuck! That's low."
"Yeah I kicked him out but I did do his tattoo just because I said I would and well I did a damn good job and told him I would cut his penis off if I hear of him showing it to anyone besides his woman."
"Ouch, you are harsh!" He laughed.
His intercom beeped and he went over to it and told them to come on up. It was the pizza and he went to pay the guy but I already had so he gave him a tip.
"You didn't have to buy the pizza on our first date umm get together." He laughed.
"Yeah, I don't date." I laugh.
"Why is that? Been burned too many times?"
"No I'm just a free bird or wild child as my dad says and I just don't want to tie myself down with one person." I shrug.
"I get it I do but it seems like someone has hurt you or something." He said.
"You met Ethan and DJ today and I basically grew up with both of them. Ethan is a whore and all he wants to do is sleep with me and well DJ poor thing has always been in love with me and I kissed him a week or so ago on my birthday and he blushed. I think I was his first kiss." I said.
"So your parents are trying to set you up and you're not having it." He said.
"Yeah basically. I'm young so let me live my life and do what and who I want." I said.
"I saw the look your dad gave you like don't try and get me naked." He laughed eating his slice of pizza.
"I love making my dad cringe and you will see that happen often. The more I shock him the better." I laugh grabbing another piece of pizza.
"I think we are going to be great friends Morgan."
"I think we will Trace. So tell me about Texas." I smile.
"I grew up in a small town with my mom and sister. I've always wanted to tattoo and I started learning on my own and then did some apprentice work but I just didn't like the shop it was sleazy and weird stuff going on and I had seen that article of your dad's and always wanted to travel here." He said.
"What age did you do your first tattoo?" I ask him.
"I was sixteen when mom bought me my first gun for my birthday." He laughed.
"I was seven. I was always at the shop and dad asked if I wanted to help him shade one of his in and it was a lightning bolt and I said yes and I was hooked after." I smiled.
"I see you have a lightning bolt on the side of your finger." He said.
"Very observant Trace. Yeah, that's a symbol when I did my first one."
"Do you have any stupid ones?" He asked.
"Oh yeah I have a few but I can't exactly show you right now." I laughed.
"Yeah, I have a few as well." He laughed.
I picked up the pizza box and put it on the counter. "I should probably get going."
"Yeah let me walk you down. I saw those weird guys earlier watching you." He said.
"I put them in their place earlier but sure thanks!"
We rode down to the lobby and he walked me out and sure enough, those guys were still sitting there but they didn't say anything when we passed.
I straddle my bike and reach for my helmet. "It would prob be better if I kiss your cheek that way they will think you are my girl." He said.
"I'm up for free kisses Trace. If you wanted to kiss me just say so." I giggle.
He leans forward and kisses my cheek. "Goodnight Morgan be safe going home ok?" He smiled.
"Goodnight Trace! Cya tomorrow." I said backing up and speeding off into the darkness.
