Gravity (Artistic Pricks Ink Book 1) by Cat Mason Read Free Book Online

on the board this afternoon. Besides,” He shrugs. “I’ll be back in time for the nightlife.”
    He has no idea how much I appreciate that he wants to help me out. I know it’s his way of apologizing for the shit I take from him at times. Mitch isn’t doing it for her, it’s for me. My mother wasn’t the mom all your friends thought kicked ass. No one wanted to hang at my house, and Mitch isn’t close to Audrey. Hell, no one really is. Everyone at Pricks offers to help me with anything I need. Like Skinner said, it’s just what we do. Thing is, I don’t want help. Nope, I want to handle shit myself. Take care of what needs to be done, so that it’s done right. Not that Mitch isn’t capable of handling an electrical problem, this is just me being me. Handling things as I have always done. That’s not changing anytime soon.
    “Thanks, but nah, I’ll handle it. I honestly need to make sure she’s eating and that the bills have been paid up for the month,” I reply, figuring since I don’t know how long Derek has been gone the utilities could be shut off any time. “Handle the shop. I’ll be back in enough time for you to hit the club and bury your face in tits and booze. In the meantime, I’m sure you and Shelby can handle things.”
    “I don’t need help from the secretary,” Mitch spits, glaring at her.
    “Mitch you couldn’t find your ass with both hands…” Shelby deadpans, tossing her pink-tipped blonde hair over her shoulder and scrunching up her button nose in disgust. Sorting through paperwork, she scribbles down a note and giggles. “Or your dick with tweezers and a microscope, but that’s something that’s not in my job description as shop manager.” She shrugs before pushing to her feet. “Luke, I’m going to do inventory on supplies. We’ve got to put the order in on Monday.”
    “Crazy bitch,” Mitch snaps, when she walks past making her laugh again. Shelby doesn’t say a word, just leaves the room making more notes on the pad.
    “You need to cool it,” I say to Mitch once she’s gone. “Shelby’s more capable of running this place than either of us. We needed the organization and the structure. Whatever your problem is with her isn’t about the job she does, now is it?” I ask. Mitch shakes his head and blows out a breath. “That’s what I thought, so get over it. If there’s some tragedy that can’t wait until I get back, I’m sure the ‘Crazy Bitch’ is more than able to handle anything you can throw at her,” I add, figuring she probably just shot his ass down.
    Mitch’s face darkens for a minute before he shrugs it off. “Whatever. Chase called too while you were busy.” He shakes his head in amusement. “Said you won’t be able to fly out for a few weeks. The tour is being extended and they’re heading to Toronto. Hunter was in the background bitching about hoarding bacon into Canada. Something about how he’s too pretty to go to jail for pork smuggling.”
    “Sorry I missed that,” I chuckle sarcastically and rolling my eyes. “I’ll call her back later and bring her up to speed on Audrey. Play nice with Shelby.” I call out, heading toward the door.
    Running through Leah’s Drive-Thru; I order some subs, fries, and bottled drinks. This is actually where I met Charlie and hired him to work at the shop. His wife, Leah, runs the so called ‘eat out’ diner and it’s my favorite place in town. I can guarantee Audrey hasn’t cooked any of the shit we bought yesterday. If I’m going to knock off the rest of the afternoon and drive all the way out there to check on her, I might as well feed us both something worth eating.
    “Hi Luke,” Leah says smiling brightly as she hands me my bags out the window. Her short brown hair is pulled up in a black baseball cap that says, ‘Leah’s Drive-Thru’ across it in blue letters. “Charlie says the shop has been really busy this weekend.”
    “It’s been buzzin’,” I laugh, handing her some