~ GAVIN ~
Well, Edward didn’t bother with getting anything from the bet. That’s how confident he was that I would lose.
Which made me even more determined to win — until I saw the prototype of the tattoo she was getting. A male name. Her husband’s name.
And just like that, the bet came to an unceremonious end. Edward tried to convince me that her being married only added to the thrill of the chase, which was probably true. But as a rule, I didn’t fùck married women. So I stayed put and watched in shrouded envy when her husband came to pick her up after the procedure was done. He had all his teeth on display, beaming like the proud owner of some rare artifact, as he walked her out of my shop.
That was the last time I would see her until she walked in again today — body still hot, eyes
