Tempted

Chapter 3

Xander’s POV

Ringlets of smoke comes out of my mouth and dissolves into the air. I stared blankly at the wall of my office at INKS. I just finished a work where a client wanted a tattoo of her boyfriend’s face on the side of her thighs.

I sighed, running my fingers through my hair. My father messaged me earlier saying he wanted to see me. Don’t know why and I don’t really care. He has been dead to me for a long time. I puff on my cigarette and close my eyes, basking in the comfort it gave me.

The sound of my office door opening caused me to open my eyes. I turn to see who it is, “what is it?”, I asked Jake with an edge to my voice.

“You got client”.

“ I’m not aware of any booking and I thought I clearly stated that I was done for the day”.

“I know man, but this chick wants no one but you. She clearly requested for your services”. Silence. “She’s hot. She and her friend”.

As if I care about that. f**k, I’m exhausted. I couldn’t sleep well last night.My insomnia is getting worse.

“I’ll be right there”. He nods and leaves, closing the door behind him. I lean my head back on the headrest of my chair and close my eyes once again. I stay there for 30secs before getting up from my chair. I snuffed out my cigarette and walked out my door.

I head to the receptionist desk spotting Maggie. She sees me and nods her head towards one of our work rooms. Hearing Jake’s voice from inside, I open the door. As I enter, my gaze lands immediately on a petit brunette sitting on the tattoo chair. She’s pretty and has that bad girl vibe going on about her. I can tell this is not her first time getting a tattoo from the few tattoos I could spot on her. Jake is already preparing the tools I will be using for my session with her.

I put on a smile and approach her, “Hi, I’m Xander and I’ll be your artist for the evening”. She stares at me for too long before registering I said something.

“ Of course. Sorry about that. Nice to meet you. I’m Whitney but you can call me Whit,” she winks at me and licks her lips suggestively.

“Of course”. I turn my head to the other occupant in the room and I stop dead. Vibrant green eyes stare back at me. It’s like I’m caught in her gaze and can’t move. She’s f*****g beautiful. And sexy. I become consumed with something I can’t explain and my heart start racing fast. It takes a whole lot to break my stare from hers.

What the hell. Who is she? f**k, I need to focus.

“Don’t mind her”, Whitney says, drawing my attention back to her, “ she’s moody cus I forced her to be here”. I nod and busy myself with prepping her skin while she goes through our design collection. Finally settling with one that caught her fancy, I began work.

Alexandra’s POV

In all my 18 years of living, I have never encountered a fine specimen like the one in front of me. The way Whitney kept on yapping about the owner, I thought he was just going to be the same as everyone else. The same kind of boring guys she’s attracted to. Well, granted this is her first time meeting him, I still felt he would be the regular-regular.

I definitely was not expecting him. He’s so hot. So sexy. So manly. So yummy. I could feel my woman parts melting as I kept looking at him. His build is perfect, his broad shoulders are to-die-for. His arms are rippling with muscles and I just want to bite them. I’ve never felt this horny in my entire life just by staring at someone .

He has this aura going on about him that makes me want to know him, to consume him, to feel him in me. Gosh, what’s wrong with me. I look around and fan myself a little. The air conditioner is on but I’m hot all over, I look back to him to find his gaze on me. Did I forget to mention his stare is so intense? It feels like he’s looking deep into my mind, seeing all the dirty thoughts I’m having about him. His eyes hold mine for a minute before going back to work.

The session doesn’t take much time. He finishes the design and wraps it up, giving her instructions on how to take care of it. He cleans his tools as Whitney gets up from the chair, admiring her newest collection on her skin.

“It’s so perfect. I knew you are the best, that’s why I wanted you”. I felt the sudden urge to smack her on the face. He packs up and gives her a mouth watering smile, “I glad you like it. Have a nice day”. He looks at me one last time because disappearing out of the room.

Whitney turns to look at me with a knowing smile, “Told you he’s hot”.