Bad Love

Bad at love?
Please, I’m the worst. I get the gold medal in failed relationship. Cheaters? Mama’s boys? Crazies? Assholes? I’ve had them all.
I’m done with love, done with men. Until I meet Niko.
He’s a complete asshole with a lot of tattoos, and a lot less patience for me.

Love is bullshit, a waste of time. Not worth the effort.
I’ve had the crazy ex, and I’m not looking for another. Hell, I’m not looking for love, or a new artist. I’m not looking for a damn thing, until Shay comes walking into my tattoo shop with a lot of attitude, and a lot less tolerance for my shit.

How bad at love is too bad?

63,000 words
18+