“Whoa. Who spit in your Captain Crunch this morning?”
“Did you know?” I demand, tossing my bag onto my tattoo chair with more force than necessary.
“Know what?” he asks.
“That Rowan Cole is renting Ryder’s apartment for the next few months,” I growl, stalking over to glare down at him with my hands on my hips.
“Ryder mentioned something about a new tenant this morning, but I didn’t know it was him. I swear,” he says, raising his hands in surrender when I tilt my head.
Letting out a huff, I stomp back over to my station and start setting up.
Jax is quiet, studying me for a moment before he speaks again. “Would it really have been better if you’d known ahead of time? You still would’ve been pissed.”
He has a point. Even if I had known, it probably wouldn’t have changed anything.
The bell over the door chimes, and I look up to see my first client of the day walk in. I plaster on a professionalsmile, pushing all thoughts of a sexy as fuck Rowan to the back of my mind.
The session goes smoothly, and by the time I’m wrapping Nate’s arm in protective film, I’ve almost managed to forget about my unexpected neighbor situation.
Almost.
After he pays and leaves, I check the time. I’ve got about thirty minutes before I need to meet the girls for brunch. Just enough time to clean up before heading over to Rise & Dine.
Twenty minutes later, I pull off my gloves and toss them and a disinfectant wipe into the trash.
“I’m heading out,” I say to Jax as I grab my bag. “I’ll be back for my two o’clock.”
“Have fun,” he replies, keeping his focus on the stencil he’s working on. “Try not to stab anyone with your fork.”
“No promises,” I grumble as I head for the door.
nineteen
So...that went well.
Based off of Lizzy’s reaction when I stepped into her—the way she breathed me in before quickly taking a step back—makes me think she’s forcing this so-called hatred for me.
She still has feelings for me. I know it.
Shoving a hand through my hair, I go back inside, pick up my phone off the kitchen island, and text Logan.
Guess who I just ran into in the hall... *face palm emoji*
His reply takes less than a minute.
LOGAN
LOL Get ready for the fight of your life, buddy.
Dick
LOGAN
*middle finger emoji* You’ve got this. She’ll come around. Just don’t push too hard at first. Bye the way. She knows you need a fake girlfriend.
What the fuck?
LOGAN
