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"Getting there."

"Give it six months. You'll be clawing at the walls," he teases.

"Yeah, you look ready to get out of here," I tease back.

His low chuckle bounces around the room. "I love this place."

I do too. "Have any advice?"

"You know that shit they say about honesty being the best policy?"

"Yeah."

"Not everything is everyone's business."

Fuck, it's like he knows.

I study his expression. Try to find a clue. But the man is a brick wall.

I shake it off.

Pick up the pen.

Sign on the dotted line.

He does the same.

Then he offers his hand.

We shake.

"Congrats, Hunter. You're officially a part of Inked Hearts."

I nod.

"You're fucked."

I can't help but laugh.

Not yet.

But with what I'm going to do after this…

This is the best decision of my life.

Or the worst.