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“Like his?” she asked and stood. “Can I go?”
Having kids made it hard to do things for myself. Lucy always wanted to be included in whatever I did.
“How about you and I order some pizza before they stop delivering? Mommy and Elijah can show us her tattoo when she gets home.” Olivia said from the doorway.
“Can I get one?” Lucy asked.
“If you still want one when you’re older, you can.”
“I don’t think the demons will be cool on you like they are on Elijah,” Lucy said.
I laughed. “Yeah, I want something prettier.”
“Hurry back, okay?” she whispered sweetly.
I pinched her cheek. “I will.”
“Elijah, too.”
“Elijah what?” I asked her, confused.
“Tell him to hurry, too. He’s been taking too long to come visit.”
Olivia and I shared an odd expression between us, then my sister smiled.
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“Is this okay?” I whispered as he unlocked the parlor door and flipped on the light switch. The fluorescent lights came on, illuminating my pale skin.
Glancing over his shoulder at me, he smirked. “Why are you whispering?”
“I don’t know,” I said.
“I’m the owner, and I say it’s fine.” He tossed his keys on the countertop.
I rubbed my hands on my thighs. “I know tattooing is safe for breastfeeding since the ink doesn’t transfer into the milk, but that doesn’t change the risk of infections, diseases—”
“Okay, my cute, timid nurse.” He faced me, stepping closer. “I’m legit, baby. I take what I do seriously. Just because I brought you here tonight doesn’t mean I’m going to do anything any differently. You’ll sign a waiver as any other person would. I’ll get a copy of your I.D. and signature. You’ll sit and watch me open everything to know that it’s new. I run a sterile shop. The only thing that you’re responsible for is aftercare.”
I swallowed hard. “I’m sorry. I’m just nervous.”
“I know.” He pulled out a stool for me, and we both sat at the counter. “Do you know what you want?”
“No,” I admitted with a fake cough. My ears were hot like they were getting red. “This was all kind of spontaneous.”
“How about something small? I’ll work you up to the bigger ones later on.”
I arched a brow at him. “Are you trying to cover me in them?”
He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “My ink all over you is an enticing thought, but it’s always about what you want.”
I forgot my left from my right. His words turned my mind into mush. “Okay. What do you think I should get?”
He bristled. “It’s not about me or anyone else. This is about you. You think enough on a daily basis about everyone else. Anytime you’re with me, think of you.” He leaned over and grabbed a sketch pad and pencil. “A greedy or spoiled you doesn’t sound too bad,” he mused, tipping his head up.
I couldn’t fight the smile. “Stop.”
He pinned me with a heated stare. “What do you like so we can figure this out? What would you not mind having on your skin forever?”
