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“Get lost, you two. Mon, tell Maya to come on back.”

“You got it.” She grinned.

I glanced down at Chris and saw his shit-eating smirk. “What?” I snapped.

“You’re nervous. Damn, man, she is special.”

“Not a fuckin’ bad word to her,” I warned. Chris was a regular client, one who travelled from Melbourne to get my ink, and we’d known each other a while.

He gave me a salute. “Best behaviour.”

I heard Mon talking rapidly about the place as they approached. I shifted in my seat, glanced down at my clothes and then back up. Chris started chuckling.

“Eat shit and die,” I clipped.

His laughter grew.

“And here is Texas’s station.” Mon stopped a step back from the door, and my heart skipped a damn beat when Maya walked into view.

“Hey.” She smiled shyly.

“Babe, what’s goin’ on?”

She shrugged, and I loved the way her cheeks heated. “You ramble on about the place. I thought I’d see it for myself.”

Mon and Chris found this funny.

Grinning, I winked. “Glad to have you here. Come take a seat.” I tipped my chin towards the couch in the corner. “I’m nearly done with Chris.”

“Okay.” She turned back to Mon. “Nice to meet you.”

“Oh, believe me, the pleasure was all mine. Don’t be a stranger.” When Maya stepped through, I caught Mon behind her mouth, “Hot,” while shaking her hand out in front of herself.

Rolling my eyes, I shifted my gaze back to Maya as she moved close to peek at what I was doing. “Maya, this is Chris. He’s a regular from Melbourne.”

“Hi, Chris.”

“Hey, sweetheart.”

Maya smiled, and I didn’t miss the flare in Chris’s eyes. Maya didn’t see it because she was looking at Chris’s tattoo.

“You like clowns?” Maya asked with no judgement in her tone.

Chris smirked. “I like anything horror.”

“Cool.” She nodded, and when she looked at me, her head cocked to the side. “Get to work, then.”

Christ, why did her wanting to see me work get me nervous and excited? I didn’t mind my gut playing havoc as long as the nerves didn’t disrupt my hands in any way.

“Yes, boss.”

As I started, Maya asked Chris, “Does it hurt?”

“There’s a chance you’ll see tears in my eyes. Look away if you do.”

Maya’s laugh was like music to my ears. “I will, promise. But can I ask, if it hurts so much, why get it done?”

“It’ll be worth it in the end. Guess you don’t have any ink?”

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