She was angry with herself as well because she wanted him. ** Her anger had subsided by the time he called round next morning. She heard his van in t...e driveway. She heard him opening his rear doors. She heard his footsteps on the gravel pathway as he picked up the machine and put it inside his van. She heard his doors close and then she heard his footsteps again. They were coming to her front door. She heard her door creak as he pushed it open. She heard his footsteps in her hallway and then. The new guy. Madison set down her phone and crossed her arms with a grin. She wanted to get to know 'Dean'. A few days past and she hadn't seen Dean around at work. It was hitting four o'clock and as Madison was getting ready to pack up and leave, her door clicked quietly. “Madison Breslin?” A deep hoarse voice questioned. Madison looked up. Dean. What was he doing there, in her office. She put her brief case on her desk and looked up at him.. “ You must be Dean Radcliffe” “ Indeed, I just. The weekend was looking more promising by the minute. By the time she arrived at the apartment she shared with Pat her girlfriend,M.C. was humming to herself and looking forward to some fun and sun down atthe shore. M.C. opened the door kicking off her shoes as she passed through the doorway.She closed the door locking it behind her, she knew she had some time beforethe arrival of her roommate and their friends, so she planned to grab a quickshower and change into something more comfortable. From what I have been told about you, that is just not who you are.” “I don’t know, but I don’t think so. I have never liked tattoos, especially on women, but Michael said they made me more beautiful for him. He wouldn’t have gotten them for me if he didn’t love me, and I love him and want to make him happy. And what can I do about them anyway, now that I have them? How can I get rid of them? I heard it is expensive and a long painful process and I have no money, and probably not even a job.