Just One Taste (Oh Tequila #2)
C.A. Harms
But now, the joke’s on me. Literally on me! In BIG. BOLD. BLACK LETTERS!
A tattoo…of another guy’s name. I was branded, and no one else can know.
The problem is I don't know how it got there. Who the hell is Blake? Worst of all, why the f*ck did I have a guy’s name tattooed on my wrist to begin with? What could have possessed me?
I’ve done a lot of things, tortured a lot of my brothers, and I’ve loved every single minute of it.
I guess it’s payback.
The only things I remember are…dark hair, smelling of sweet honey, and maybe something floral, soft hands, and the sweetest laugh.
So tell me, how can I get from a memory like that to waking up in the back yard beside the pool, with a f*ucking tattoo? Of a dude’s name?
Oh, Tequila, what have you done now?
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