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Conner looks at me, and I nod in agreement. I hold the door open for Nova and climb in next to her.
“So, how far away is this surprise?”
“Not far, maybe thirty minutes.”
“Hmm… Will there be food there?”
I see Conner grin in the rearview mirror as he climbs into the driver’s seat.
“No, but if you’re hungry, I can send someone out to grab something for you.”
“Oh. No, I’m good for now. I was just curious. I’m too nervous about how this afternoon is going to go to eat anything.”
“Everything is gonna be fine.”
“You say that now, but I feel like my version of fine is completely different than yours.”
I wrap my arm around her and pull her into me, taking a breath of the watermelon and lime scent of her body wash. “I don’t need to worry, Nova. You do enough for both of us. But let me ask you this: do you honestly think I’d ever let anything happen to you?”
She sighs and snuggles deeper. There has been a shift in our relationship recently, one I didn’t expect. I knew right off the bat I’d be possessive, so none of that surprised me, but the need to touch her and be with her has shocked me almost as much as how much she seems to feel the same way.
It’s like we’ve developed some kind of fucked-up co-dependency between the two of us. As much as I know it’s not normal, I can’t help but love it. Something about Nova makes me lose my mind. I have a ravenous appetite for her—an insatiable hunger that I just can’t satisfy. I worry that I might consume her, snuffing out everything that makes herher. But I can’t stop, won’t stop until even our hearts beat as one.
“I don’t think you’d let anyone else hurt me.”
She words it well. I won’t let anyone hurt her, but we both know that when it comes to me, all bets are off. My sanity tends to go out the window where she is concerned.
When we pull up outside the tattoo parlor, Nova looks at me with wide eyes. “Seriously, Vice? A wedding ring isn’t enough?”
“Keep complaining, and I’ll make them tattoo my name on your forehead.”
Her lips twitch, but I haven’t got the heart to tell her I’m fucking serious.
I take her hand and lead her inside, Conner right behind us.The bell over the door has the receptionist looking over at us both. She offers me a flirty smile before scowling at Nova.
“Hello, how can I help you today?” She leans over the counter so far that her boobs practically fall out of her top.
Nova picks up a pen off the counter and stabs it into the top of one of them, making the girl scream. “Oops, I hope I didn’t pop your implant.” My dick goes from semi to full mast in under a second.
Footsteps come running from the back at the girl’s cry before Ryland appears in all his six-foot-four, blue-haired glory.
“What the fuck?” he roars before sporting me.
The girl starts crying, pointing at Nova. “She stabbed me.”
Ryland looks at Nova, confused.
“My pen slipped. I apologize for my butterfingers. But maybe, and this is only a suggestion, if she kept her boobs off the counter, none of this would have happened.”
I bite my lip to hide my laugh, but I don’t miss the sound of Conner chuckling behind us.
“For fuck’s sake, Lisa. I’ve told you this before. Clients come for tattoos and piercings, not to get dry-humped by a bitch in heat. Get your shit and get out.”
“But—”
Nova sighs and reaches underneath the hem of her dress. She pulls out her gun and points it at the woman. “But what?”
The woman takes off like a bat out of hell.
