Storm’s younger cousin. Vandal’s small brother.

You’ve met him in the background.

The sweet one. The fine one. The main one they are able to all depend on. In short, the good one.

He’s a tattoo musician. He plays steel and classical music-on the violin. He’s got a body constructed for sin. And he’s twenty-four.

In comes Ivy. She’s a thirty-six-year-old solitary mom who hasn’t dated in eighteen years.

All she wished was a tattoo. She got a whole lot more.Contains mature themes.