Tattoo artist and single dad, meets billionaire college grad with an overprotective daddy. The night before college graduation, was one for the books. Deciding to memorialize our last night together, my roommates and I ended up in front of a tattoo shop. They chickened out. I didn’t. Lying face down, ass up, and alone on the table of the tattooed, god of a man, whose sinfully sexy style, and delicious demeanor wasn’t part of the plan. It was one night, no regrets, no looking back, until I finally got a good look at the art he tagged me with. Tag, I’m it.