Tattoo My Heart
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MatureOngoing2h 32m
Last published Wed, Aug 24, 2016
**Warning: Strong Sexual Content**
Sunshine Porter is your everyday woman: spiked heels, corseted tops... Oh and she's a tattoo artist with an attitude, of course. She has her problems to deal with, like no boyfriend and no roommate. The most pressing not being her lack of a roommate.
Jack Ford, your typical man: button up shirts, pocket protectors, calculator watches... Oh, and don't forget the thick framed glasses. Did I mention he's a virgin comic book artist in need of both a girlfriend and a place to live?
Throw together the strong sassy Sun and the sometimes shy Jack and you're bound to get a whole lot of heat because what do they say? Opposites attract...
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