Tattoo My Heart

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Chapter 1

"You don't have to sit here with me, you know." I told Micah.

"Shut up and answer the door." She smiled at me. Micah is my best friend and soon-to-be-ex-roomate. We've been roomies since we graduated high school seven years ago, but since she got engaged it was time for her to move out...leaving me to find someone else.

"I don't want to do this so I doubt you would..." I reluctantly moved towards the door. I had scheduled interviews all day, having put an ad on Craigslist for someone to share the rent on the house. This was the first interview...out of twenty!

"It's my fault your stuck in this situation the least I could do is make sure you don't get murdered by some psycho." She joked. No one was happy that I decided on Craigslist to post my add, but where else would I post something like that? The bank's message board? Hell, I'd only reach four people that way!

The knocking came at the door again and I couldn't procrastinate any longer. With a deep sigh I took another look at Micah before opening the door. At the other side stood a pretty blonde clutching a expensive looking Coach bag. Her blue eyes widened at the sight of me standing at the open doorway. She allowed her eyes to roam from the top of my head to the tips of my toes before she turned her nose up at me, spinning on her fancy heels and walking back down the steps on the front porch.

"What the hell?" I said to the now vacant doorway.

"Well, just think...that's one less you have to consider..." Micah came up behind me to put her hand on my shoulder.

"True that." I mumbled, shutting the door.

"Well I did tell you to tone it down a bit..." Micah waved down at my appearance...

"I did!" I defended, throwing my hands up into the air.

Let's just say that I am not your average twenty-five year old woman...first off, I am a tattoo artist. I've always been into art and it just seemed like the right way to go... Secondly, I do have tattoos, dozens of them. Last but not least I have a habit of dressing a little crazy, yet in my defence, today I choose black skinny jeans with red stiletto heels matched with a bright red corset-style top...which only accented the tattoos that twisted around my right shoulder.

"Don't worry honey, I think you look hot..." Micah said fanning herself.

"Dork." I mumbled but blushed none the less.

"You love me though!" She sang just as her phone rang. The way she grinned down at her phone I knew it was her fiancee Devon...this was gonna be a long one. With one apologetic glance at me she took off to the back of the house where her room was, leaving me on my own...

Several hours later I couldn't help but collapse on my red leather sofa, sighing in defeat. After nineteen, count them, nineteen interviews I still didn't have a roommate!

I think I've seen almost every kind of person out there today. First it was the Barbie wanna-bes and Ken look-a-likes, in which I have no problem with...but I guess they had a huge problem with me because most of them didn't even talk to me, they just hightailed it right back the way they came.

They weren't the only ones to take off on me though. I also had a few that showed up to the door only to do the sign of the cross before running away...which made no sense to me because I was far from gothic or demonic. Hell, even my tattoos are all girly! No skulls and cross bones here!

I did have a few that stayed long enough to hear my name and check out the house but by the time they left they declined the offer of rooming with me. Sometimes, I swear people are so closed minded about people that it makes me want to scream!

A knock at the door sounded and all I kept thinking was that thank God this is almost over! I walked my way over to the door, taking a deep breath in to calm myself and my irritated mood, I finally wrenched the door open, a fake smile plastered on my face.

The man in front of me held out his hand in greeting, pushing his glasses up on his nose. "You must be Sunshine Porter."

"Please just call me Sun." I took his hand, shaking it, surprised at the strength behind it. "Please come in." I stepped back from the doorway, allowing the man the enter. He stepped in taking a look around the living room. I let my eyes take him in...tall, broad shoulders, and a total dork. Khaki pants, brown loafers, button-up shirt complete with a vest and pocket protector...

"Sun, I'm sorry!" Micah came running out of the back, finally! "Who's this?" She asked bluntly, letting her eyes roam over his body.

"I'm Jack." He responded, his voice deep and smooth. Sexy voice...

"Hi Jack, I'm Micah, the ex roommate." She said smiling up at him.

"Nice to meet you." Jack said politely, smiling back with straight white teeth.

"I can show you around if you'd like? See if you like the place?" I offered, stepping up to him. His gaze turned to me and I was shocked at the bright blue color that peered at me from behind his lenses.

"Sounds good." He repied, his voice almost caused shivers to run down my back.

"Sun, I've gotta run over to Devon's but I'll be back for the rest of my things later!" Quick as a bullet, Micah was suddenly out the front door, barely even waving goodbye behind her. I could only shake my head in response before turning back to Jack. He stood a step behind me peering into the kitchen, paying no notice to me or Micah's exit.

"So, yeah...the bedroom's back this way." I smiled slightly before heading down the short hallway to one of the two bedrooms in the house. I opened the door to the now almost empty room and stepped aside for him to enter. He took a look around the spacious area, running a hand through his already disheveled brown hair.

"This just might work..." He mumbled, talking to himself. Really? Out of all the people to come through, the hot nerd is the only one not scared to live with me?

"Really?!" I couldn't help but blurt out.

"That is if you approve?" He asked flashing his pretty blues my way.

"Do you have a job?" I asked tapping my finger on my chin.

"Um, I work from home." Jack replied.

"Okay. You won't kill me in my sleep or try to exercise the demon inside me will you?" I asked smiling.

"Um...no?" He said clearly confused.

"Okay then we are good. The last person I offered the room to said I was possessed and needed to see a priest..." I tried to explain.

"Why?"

"Probably the tattoos." I said over my shoulder as I started walking back towards the living room.

He laughed before saying, "some people."

"I know right?" I said chuckling with him. "So? Do you have any questions?"

"When can I move in?"

"Well, Micah has a couple things left to grab out of the room, but you can start whenever." I said before collapsing down onto the sofa.

Jack looked down at his watch before shifting his beautiful eyes back to mine. "Is today too soon? I'd just have a phone call to make and my stuff can be here in no time."

I was only a little surprised at this but figured what the hell, right? "That's fine. I can put those last few boxes in my room until she grabs them.

"Great! Thanks so much for letting me move in here." Jack said smiling. I couldn't help but smile back at him, he sure looked cute when he smiled like that.

I couldn't help but allow my eyes to travel down, checking out his butt, as he left the room to make his phone call. Did I mention I have a thing for nerds?

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