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CHAPTER 5 – PIPER

My eyes shutter closeafter a wisp of smoke curls lazily in front of me, tainting the air with a faintly sweet, herbal but pungent aroma.

“So, what’re you gonna do?” Lethal asks.

“About?”

“This engagement. That dude is gonna try to turn you into a society lady. Right?” Lethal asks.

We’ve been talking about Kenneth and all of his plans for our impending nuptials which I have yet to get on board with.

Lethal is my assistant at my tattoo shop. Besides booking appointments, ordering supplies, and handling all the marketing tasks, he does the occasional piercing job. I have two other tattoo artists who work for me and one full-time piercer.

My last client just left, and Zoey and Jason, the tattoo artists, are still working. Sean, the piercer, has left for the day, and Lethal and I are sitting on a couch in my office smoking a joint.

“He knows better than that, Lethal.”

“You’d think so,” he remarks.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I ask, rolling my head sideways and giving him some serious side-eye.

“Just that there’s nothing ladylike about you. Which is why I love you so much,” he coos.

“Fuck you. I’d make the perfect society lady,” I say, my eyes rolling down to my mustard-colored cargo pants and scuffed black Chucks on my feet.

“Mmm, showing off boobs and all, huh?” he asks, reaching over and flipping my cut-off t-shirt up.

Granted, it is cut short enough that anyone under five feet can look up and see the underside of my tits. I’m not wearing a bra, and aside from the shirt being cut short, it’s ripped right over the cleavage area. My nipple piercings press against the fabric of the t-shirt.

“I’d be the best fucking society lady they ever saw. Get a load of me, the next Senator’s wife,” I chuckle, leaning forward and shaking my tits.

“Grow up.”

As if the thought occurs to him late and it probably has, thanks to the joint we’re finishing up, Lethal says, “Wait! Senator? That corrupt miserable fuck is running for Congress?”

“Not now,” I grumble. “But he does have dreams of it for the future. He’s not corrupted, Lethal.”

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