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    Uncover Me(Men of Inked #6) by Chelle Bliss
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    I felt all warm and gushy inside. Finally, when I’d thought all hope had been lost, I heard the words I had been waiting for since the day I’d realized I loved him.

    “I know you will, Blue.” I peppered his face with kisses. The possibilities were endless, and I felt truly joyful for the first time in my life. Seeing the world through new eyes and dreams, I knew I could make myself over and start fresh.

    “Why are you still sitting here, then? Pack up what you can in a few suitcases and let’s get the fuck out of here. I’ll explain the rest to you later.”

    Here was the point where most women would say no and ask a million questions, but in all honesty, what the hell did I have to lose? Nothing was holding me here. I had no roots in the area. I was just another lost soul making my way through life with no tether. I’d follow him to the gates of hell if it meant a possible chance at happiness.

    Hopping to my feet, I held out my hand and helped lift him from the floor. He drew me into his arms, placing his lips against mine and kissing me with passion and adoration. I felt it down to my toes. Tingles racked my body as his hands wandered my exposed flesh.

    Blue was back and I couldn’t be happier.

    We passed road signs signaling our distance to Tampa and he kept saying, “We’re almost there.” But I could barely keep my eyes open as we drove down the dark roads headed for the west coast of Florida. I fought a valiant battle, forcing my eyes to stay open.

    “Where are we going, exactly, Blue?” I asked, and his name came out in a yawn.

    “To my home,” he replied, not taking his eyes off the road.

    “Hometown or home?” I tried to shake myself awake as I pushed myself up in the seat.

    “My home. This is where I’m from and where I really live.”

    My head started to spin as I realized there was very little I knew about the man. “You have a home home?”

    “Yes, and I’m taking you there. Are you sure about this, Roxy? There’s no going back. I don’t mean I’ll take you prisoner or hold you captive, but if you go back, you’ll be in danger.”

    Swallowing hard, I nodded. “I’m sure,” I said before letting out a giant breath. “Tell me where.”

    “I live in a town called Palm Harbor. It’s about twenty minutes north of Clearwater. My parents and siblings live nearby.”

    My eyes grew wide. Oh my God. What if they hated me? I mean, who says, “Hey, Ma. This is my girlfriend and she’s a stripper,” and have his mother embrace the person? Fuck. My stomach began to knot and my palms grew sweaty.

    “Parents?” I said, rubbing my hands against my jeans.

    “Don’t worry. They’re going to love you.”

    I felt overwhelmed. He’d said “siblings.” As in plural. I’d never spent much time meeting other people’s family. I was the girl who lurked in the shadows, not the type you brought home to Mom.

    “I don’t know, Blue.” I slumped down in the seat and stared out the window as we exited the freeway and headed toward the coast.

    “Stop worrying. If I love you, they’ll love you.”

    “What are you going to say? ‘Hey, Mom. This is Roxy and she’s a stripper’? I mean, come on. No one can welcome that into their son’s life.”

    “You don’t know my parents. Besides, you can be anyone you want. You’re starting fresh.”

    “True,” I said, turning to look at his profile, which was lit by the streetlights as we passed them and they flickered off and on.

    “I don’t have to meet them just yet, do I?” I whispered.

    “You can meet them when you’re ready.”

    “Who are you, Blue?” It was a good question, and I didn’t have the answer. I hadn’t even known he had a brother or sister, let alone many.

    “As soon as we get home and crawl in bed, I’ll tell you everything.”

    “Promise?” I squeaked out, closing my eyes as embarrassment flooded me. I sounded like a fifteen-year-old girl asking her boyfriend to promise her the world before losing her virginity to him.

    “I swear. I need to hold you when I tell you everything.”

    “Okay,” I whispered, staring into the darkness.

    I closed my eyes, trying to think of happy things to drive the panic I felt inside away. I had to remember that Blue made me happier than anyone else ever had. He was still the same man. Sure, there were plenty of things I didn’t know about him, but I knew I loved him. I knew how he felt about me and that he never treated me like a piece of trash. He was it for me.

    Suddenly, my body jerked, waking me from my dream as the car came to a stop. When I opened my eyes, I stretched in my seat and took in the house in front of me. It was big. Not just big, but grand. This wasn’t a shitty apartment complex or a small bungalow from my old neighborhood.

    There was a high archway with a chandelier dangling down and lighting the front door. A three-car garage sat to the left of the house and had two large, dark wooden doors. The roof was tiled, but I couldn’t see the shade in the darkness. The house was a light color, but it was too hard to tell which shade of pastel lined the exterior walls. The front door had to be ten feet tall, with a large metal knocker for guests. It was a stunning two-story structure.

    “This is where you live?” I asked.

    Turning off the car, he said, “Yes, this is home sweet home. I know it’s too much.”

    “No, it’s amazing. How in the fuck did you live in that shitty-ass room for so long when you had this waiting for you?”

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