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“Erm, okay, so shall I just…?”
“Strip? Yes.”
“Okay.” She nibbles her bottom lip, and I take pity on her.
“Why don’t you get comfy on the couch, and we’ll come back in a few minutes? I’ll knock first to ensure you’re done. We’ll give you some privacy.”
She looks at me with relief and gratitude, nodding and thanking me. Kelly is happy to follow my suggestion, but Linc starts mumbling and complaining under his breath. I ignore him and drag him out with us. We loiter in the hallway, not talking, for a few minutes before I gently tap the door and Belle calls for us to come in. She’s naked on the couch, lying face down, her head propped up on her arms and her hair pinned up out of the way.
“Is this okay?” she asks. “I don’t know if I got all the wispy bits of hair up.”
“You’re perfect,” my lips tell her before I can think it through. Her lips tip up slightly, though, and she relaxes a little, so I guess it wasn’t a bad move.
“You okay?” I ask.
“Yeah…” she hesitates and sucks her bottom lip between her teeth.
“What is it?” I ask quietly.
“Nothing. I just…you were both gone this morning and…”
“Hey, that was work. We left you a note. Didn't you see it?” I frown.
“I saw it.”
“But you had doubts.”
“Maybe a little. No regrets though.” She gives me a soft smile, which I return.
“Trust me, we feel the same. If you have no regrets, let us make it up to you later for leaving. I’ll make sure we wake up together in the morning.”
“Okay.”
“Okay? Great! Tell me about your day. What did you do?”
She shrugs. “It was a quiet one. I woke up, had a shower, and lounged around the apartment a bit. Killed some zombies.”
“Trying to sneak some practice in so that you don’t lose next time?” I tease. She grins back at me.
“Can we get started some time tonight?” Linc mumbles, pushing past Kelly and me to take his place in his seat. He’s going to be tattooing her lower back and um…ass, while Kelly and I take the upper portions of her back. I walk round to her right side while Kelly takes her left. I get comfy, test the pedal, and adjust the machine.
“I’m good,” I tell Linc.
“Me too,” Kelly adds.
“Good. Let’s start.”
“Wait!” Belle’s panicked voice calls out, and she shoots to a sitting position. Her back is still to us, but she turns and looks at Linc over her shoulder. “Aren’t you going to transfer the design?”
“No.”
“Wait, what? Why not?”
“I know that design inside out. I don’t need to trace it.”
“But…but…you’re not the only one doing it!” she cries, real panic flooding her huge brown eyes. I’m guessing she’s probably not had a lot of freehand ink before, but she does still have a point.
“Listen…” he huffs, taking a deep breath and winding himself up to chew her out.
