Intrinsic Inks

He waited eight years, but I didn’t know he existed.

I inherited a house and came to this small town to figure out my life. What I didn’t expect was a contractor with green eyes to show up with a toolbox and a tattoo identical to mine.
The tattoo appeared when I was eighteen, and I barely remembered getting inked with flames and scales. I thought it was just a tattoountil I met Dray. He breathes fire and says the universe chose us, but I don’t believe in destiny.
I don’t want fate choosing my life, but walking away from Dray means denying something ancient and powerful burning inside me.

And I’ve never been good at resisting fire.