“Put it on, beautiful! I want to see our band name stamped over your pretty titties for the entire world.” “It’s to keep the other vultures away,” Asher says with a noncommittal shrug. “They’ll know who you belong to.” “Wear it to work, too,” Kieran adds, placing his guitar strap over his shoulders and settling it across his body. His fingers tweak the strings a few times, tuning it by ear. “Then everyone will know not to talk to you,”
