Her Hometown Girl

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I had doubts before the Big Day-doesn't everyone?-but I didn't expect to find my fiancée banging the caterer's assistant right before the ceremony. Especially because he's a guy. And we're lesbians. The proper sort of Southern Californian lesbians who invest in hedge funds and wear bedazzled wedding dresses and wouldn't be caught dead in a Subaru. But then I became a runaway bride, headed straight for Belladonna Ink to get the kind of tattoo I always wanted and my ex always called trashy. She didn't approve of a lot of things I did. I think maybe she didn't approve of who I am. So I'm determined to be as much of myself as I can manage. Dating my tattoo artist? I'm in. Cai is smart, sexy, and mysterious. Exactly what I need for a rebound. She keeps herself guarded, but I understand-I'm holding on to secrets too. The kind of secrets that make a girl want to run home to Mom, even if home is Idaho. Maybe especially then. I just didn't expect Cai to come with me. I wonder what it would take to get her to stay forever.