Does my grandma count as a bodyguard?
Holly Hood, Ink.
“He perched the bat on his shoulder, giving a nod that he understood I needed his help. With one loud yell and a couple swings of the bat, he cleared me another path.”
“You're maybe eighteen. Your mother didn't love you enough so you decided to pierce your lip and brand your body to piss her off. You hang around this band because they make you feel like you belong...”
“Nona was as wacky as they came.”
“Had I just made a date with a tatted up bat wielding miscreant?”
“Well, I guess I picked wrong then. Jesse doesn't like girls.”
“It would be the last thing he did if he beat my dog.”
“Those who work, knows the strength of labour.”
“I only have so much willpower, Helen," he whispered. "And since you apparently sleep in the most ridiculously transparent tank top I've ever seen, I'm going to have to ask you to get under the cove...”
“I'm infatuated with you, I cannot deny it. Physically speaking, you're a very attractive man. But I don't like you, the vast majority of the time. So far as I can gather, you behave abominably in p...”