Devilish Ink (Dublin Ink #4)

by Sienna Blake

“You’ve got heart,” he said. “You’ve got this wild, thudding, maybe a little bit crazy thing inside of you. And, well, I’d like you to share a tiny piece of it with me.

Ryleigh hadn’t just given me a tattoo. She’d given me a wound. I could feel its familiar throbbing, its never ceasing ache. I had many such wounds. And I’d been the reason for many more in others. They were heavy to hold, to carry. I wanted to carry it for her. I wanted to carry it all for her. But I couldn’t. Because she wasn’t mine to protect.

“I’m not here to be your friend. I’m here for you. All of you; the best and worst of you.”