Zeb by Amy Davies

Being a tattoo artist at Rugged Ink is no bad job. The women come in floods. Wanting and needing my hands on them – and not only for their ink – you can bet that I snatch up every opportunity that passes my way. That is, until a beautifully wicked angel stepped into the shop and stole the breath from my lungs. I knew this one was different. Ranger Dennison was wicked talented, funny, and loyal all in one beautiful package. We flirt, we laugh, and we joke. So instead of jumping in d*ck first, we built up a friendship that sometimes blurred the lines.Now, I’m ready to show my hand and see where is takes me; us. Let’s hope when I cross that line it doesn’t backfire and leave her tattooed on my heart but not in my life.*