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That wasn’t a no. I’d sprung this on them, but I’d been thinking about it for months. Maybe they needed to get used to the idea.
“Are you worried you’re going to miss and tattoo my face? It’s the inside of my hip! How many people are going to see them? Even if it’s a barely legible scrawl, who cares?”
“I’ll see it, and I’ll care,” Tarryn pointed out.
Valor’s eyes were dancing with mischief. “And what if we run out of money and have to start doing porn together to pay the bills?”
I laughed, wondering if some of my ridiculousness was rubbing off on the two of them.
“We’ll burn that bridge when we come to it.”
Now Tarryn was laughing, too. “The saying is ‘cross that bridge,’ not burn it.”
Ishrugged. “My way is more fun.”
“Seriously though,” she began.
I held up a hand. “I know you’re concerned, but I’m very beautiful,” I assured them. “The two of you must think you’re imbued with special, destructive artistic powers if you think a pair of small tattoos are going to ruin me forever.”
Tarryn sighed.
“If you don’t like the tattoo idea, I could get Severin to make you a brand to use instead?”
“Loïc, no!” she clapped a hand over her mouth. “That sounds barbaric, and it probably smells horrible.”
“Apparently, it doesn’t hurt that much. I don’t know about the smell.” I shouldn’t have joked because she looked greenish. By this point in the pregnancy, she shouldn’t have been quite so nauseated, but she still had trouble keeping things down.
“We’re not branding you, Leduc,” Valor said, voice firm.
“Just on my arm or leg. It’s not like I want you to brand me between the eyes.”
Tarryn shuddered, then gestured to the tattoo machine. “Okay, you’ve convinced me. This is the lesser of the evils. Just don’t complain to me if I spell my name wrong.”
“Why would you spell your name wrong?”
“This is a lot of pressure! At least when you did it to me, I wasn’t watching you.”
I chuckled. “If you want me to take one of your sleeping pills, say so. Or would you prefer to blindfold me? That might be hot.”
Shetsked at me. “Not everything needs to be about sex, Loïc Leduc.”
“Of course not, but any conversation is more fun if there’s innuendo involved.”
“I’d better not catch you innuendo-ing the new intern on set,” Valor said grouchily.
I laid a hand over my chest. “Loïc would never.”
“Loïc better never,” he replied. He was teasing about being jealous, but maybe there was a grain of truth to it. I loved feeling like he worried about losing me enough to experience some jealousy about it.
“Maybe you need to talk to my therapist about your jealousy issues. Did you know it’s not a healthy emotion?”
He grumbled and started unpacking the equipment and supplies.
“This is a dangerous thing to have in the apartment,” Tarryn observed. “If you leave this lying around, we might end up with a new tattoo every second day until we’re as completely covered as your brother.”
“Tattoos or no tattoos, you’re the world’s most beautiful woman.”
Valor agreed wholeheartedly, and she grimaced at us.
