The next day, after I finished checking up on all my banks, I went home and changed into a pair of jeans, a black t-shirt, and Jordans. It was rare that I wasn’t wearing a suit all hours of the day with the way my schedule went, but I usually dressed casual on the weekend for hanging out with my friends and family—and sometimes, my female companions.
The tattoo shop was bustling with loud laughs, music, and neighbors hanging out, even though they weren’t getting tattoos. Since Gage and I worked out our differences, we’d become friends again, and he’d introduced me to his friends, Talbot and Diya. I was already familiar with Genesis from running in the same circles in the business industry.
Talbot stopped working the needle gun on Gage and looked up at me. “Gage was telling me you’re thin
