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 took a couple of hours to work on this guy's tattoo and he was handsome.
"So what made you want to get this tat?" I asked.
"I just like the way chest tats look. I think tats in general on girls are sexy and you have quite a few." He said.
"Oh, Croy would you like to guess at how many I have? I added one recently." I said.
"Umm well I can't see all of your body but I'm going to guess maybe forty?" He said.
"Nope, I have seventy-three," I said.
"Holy shit! Do you have a chest tattoo?" He asked.
"Yeah I do and even though I have seventy-three I don't think I'm done yet. I would like for the rest of my body to be covered but I'm done with my face." I laugh.
"I would like to see the rest of your tattoo." He smirked.
"If I didn't have a boyfriend I might show you." I smile.
"I got you... Well if for some reason you no longer are attached I would still like to see them." He smirked.
"You are a smooth-talker Croy." I laugh shading in more of the roses in.
I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket and I know it's Trace and at that moment I realize I can't flirt like this and I swallow hard trying to fight back tears because I miss him so badly.
Once the tattoo is over Croy hands me a tip and his phone number. "Call me if it doesn't work out with you and your guy. I'd like to get to know you better and schedule another tattoo." He said.
"Where do you want the next one?" I ask.
"My neck I think." He said.
"Neck tattoos are sexy. That's probably my next one as well but not sure what design." But thanks again and make sure you take care of that tat." I said.
"Thanks again, Morgan!" He winked and walked away.
I'm guilty I watched him walk away and then cleaned up my area.
"So that guy was hot." Hoss laughed.
"Oh hush! If I was single maybe I would entertain that." I said.
Once I cleaned up my area I decided I was going to head on home.
"Mom I'm done for the day and I think I'm going to head on home," I said.
"You're not going to hang out with Croy are you?" She asked.
"No I would never cheat on Trace but if I was single I most definitely would," I smirked.
"Be good Morgan and be careful going home." Mom said.
I waved bye and headed out to my bike. I decided to go home take a nice long bubble bath and then order some Chinese and catch up on some tv shows.
Once home I strip down and turn the bathwater on. I cut on some music and sink down into the water.
I took a pic of myself in the bath covered in bubbles and sent it to Trace.
A few minutes later I got a response.
📱Wow, I wish I was with you.
📱Me too. I miss you Trace.
📱I miss you too. I need to get mom in bed. Talk later?
📱Sure I'm going to order Chinese and catch up on some tv.
📱Sounds good. Love you, Morgan.
📱Love you too Trace.
I sit the phone down and sink lower in the water and close my eyes.
Once I get out and dressed I order my Chinese and head to the kitchen. Even though my 21st birthday is a few months away mom gave me wine and I'm going to drink some.
The Chinese arrived and I headed to the couch. I stopped and thought about Trace. God, I miss him.
I watched a tattoo show and eat my food and then headed to the bedroom. I was looking on my phone when a text came through.
📱Hey, I'm sorry but moms running a fever and I'm not going to be able to talk tonight.
📱It's fine Trace I hope she feels better and I'll talk to you tomorrow. Keep me posted on the surgery. Goodnight I love you.
📱I will. I love you too Morgan! Goodnight.
I lay the phone down and close my eyes. He will be back soon I know he will. How can he continue to pay for his apartment and not working? Don't he miss his truck? I mean it needs to be driven.
I roll over and cut out the light and fall asleep.
The next morning my phone beeps and I think it's Trace but it's Sunny. She's in the hospital her blood pressure was really high.
📱Are you ok? Do you need anything?
📱No, I guess I'm ok and Summer is fine. Maybe come see me when you get off work today?
📱I can do that! Text if you need me, Sunny.
📱I will thanks!
I sit on the side of the bed and text Trace a message that I'll be thinking of his mom today and for him to text me.
I get dressed and put on a little makeup and damn I look good if I do say so myself. I guess I should look nice for myself because Trace isn't here to see shit.
I grab my backpack and keys and head out the door.
I start my bike up and put my helmet on and take off down the road. I'm just like my dad and like to blow out the pipes.
I love the shake between my legs and the sound my Harley makes. It makes me feel free and I haven't felt that in a long time.
I love Trace I do but I sure miss my wild ways but I miss him the most.
I pull up at the shop and see that we are already busy. I have back-to-back tattoos today but I'll go check on Sunny afterwords.
