The Rules of Dating(2)

“Sweetie, I’m so sorry. I accidentally broke something. I feel terrible.”

He had a white towel wrapped around his waist and used a second one to dry his hair. “It’s alright. What did you break?”

I held out his phone. “Your cell.”

Kaiden’s face fell. “Oh. Shit. How’d you do that? It looks like it was smashed against a rock.”

Not quite. But close… “I’m such a klutz. I heard it ringing from the other room, so I ran in to grab it and bring it to you. I didn’t want you to miss a call since it was probably birthday wishes. But on my way to the bathroom, I tripped and fell against the bed post. The phone took the brunt of it. I’m sorry. I’ll get you a new screen after we’re done at the shop later.” Or when hell freezes over…

“I have AppleCare, so don’t worry about it.”

Yeah, I wasn’t…

An hour later, we arrived at my tattoo shop. I’d blocked off all the appointment slots for the evening so I could work on Kaiden’s birthday present without distractions. Sadly, the art I’d come up with—a sexy pin-up girl I was certain he’d love—might’ve been my best work ever. Normally, a Friday night would be pretty busy at Billie’s Ink, with me and at least one other artist working until after midnight. But since I’d given everyone the evening off, it was only my receptionist, Justine, at the desk when we walked in.

“Hey, guys.” She smiled. “Happy birthday, Kaiden.”

“Thank you.”

“So did Billie let you peek at your artwork yet?”

Kaiden shook his head. “Nope. I want it to be a surprise.”

Justine rested her chin on her hands, looking starry-eyed. “There’s something so romantic about letting your girlfriend give you a blind tattoo.”

That sentiment made me snort-laugh, and I had to cover it with a fake cough. It was romantic alright, or in this case, really fucking stupid. Tomayto—tomahto.

I cleared my throat. “Justine, I know I said you could get out of here by six tonight, but do you think you can stay a little later? I have…” I smiled at Kaiden. “A surprise coming. Actually, multiple surprises.”

The idiot beamed.

“Sure,” Justine said. “Not a problem. I can stay as long as you need.”

“Thanks. Let me just get the birthday boy settled in, and I’ll come back out to tell you what’s happening.”

I led Kaiden into the back and told him to get comfy in my chair. Then I put on music—a little louder than usual—so he wouldn’t be able to hear anything going on in reception, and smiled sweetly, telling him I’d be back in a few minutes to start.

I scurried to the front. “So…” I bit my lip as I spoke to Justine. “I hope you’re in the mood for some trouble.”

She grinned. “You know I’m always in the mood for trouble. What kind you got brewing?”

In hushed tones, I filled her in on what I’d found on Kaiden’s phone. Her jaw was on the floor even before I got to the troublesome part. “And I invited them all out to drinks tonight.”

Her forehead wrinkled. “Who?”

“The women he was talking to on Tinder.”

“All of them?”

“All twelve of them. I have no idea how many are going to show up, but I told them to meet me here. Well, not me, considering I was pretending to be Kaiden, but you know what I mean.”

Justine’s eyes bulged. “Twelve women from Tinder are coming to meet Kaiden here?”

I nodded. “I told them he was getting a birthday tattoo tomorrow and wanted their help picking it out before they go for drinks at the bar down the block.”

Justine covered her mouth. “Oh my God. What are you going to do when they get here?”

“I have a few hours, so I’m hoping I can finish his tattoo and bring him out to do the reveal for both him and the ladies at the same time.”

Justine frowned. “That tattoo you drew is gorgeous. It’s too good for that jerk’s lying, cheating skin.”

I smiled. “Oh, that’s another thing—there’s a little change of plans for the birthday tattoo. I actually need you to whip me up a stencil, if you can?”

Her eyes glinted. “Sure.”

I pulled my phone out and typed into the search engine before I turned the cell to face Justine.

“I’d like a stencil of this, please.”

Her brows dipped together, and then her eyes went wide. “You’re going to tattoo the Tinder logo on Kaiden?”

I grinned. “He said anything I want...”

Justine cracked up. “You are so fucking insane. I love it! Can I video the entire thing, please? That shit will definitely go viral.”

“Absolutely. I would consider posting that on social media as a public service. Maybe it will make other men think twice about cheating.”

“What do I tell the women when they come in?”

“That’s going to be a little tricky. We need to keep them from talking. Why don’t you give them each a tattoo book? Tell them Kaiden called and said he would be a few minutes late, so they should look through and see if they find something they like. We must have a dozen portfolios between mine and Deek’s. Though you’ll have to talk quietly since the desk isn’t too far from the waiting area.”