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The tattoo she had opted for was a small butterfly on the side of her ribcage. She lied back downwards on her side while the tattoo artist lifted up her shirt.
“Is this your first time?” the artist asked.
“Yes,” Blair nodded, “ I am excited.”
The artist laughed, “Very well, I will get started on you now,” and then in the next moment, she felt the cold of the tattoo needle piercing her flesh. It was not bad – it hurt more like a pinprick than anything serious. After a few more minutes of this, the artist lifted up her gun.
“Well, you’re done,” she said.
“You can open your eyes now, Blair,” Daniel laughed.
“How is it? I’m scared to look,” the brunette replied, peeking through her hooded eyelids.
Daniel took one of his thumbs and ran it across the freshly inked skin, the movement causing a jolt to go down through her. “It’s very beautiful,” he replied in a low voice.
Blair found herself blushing deeply as she her head around to examine the art herself. Instantly, she recognized that it was exactly how she wanted it to be. And who she wanted it to be with.
“I love it!” she gushed, too running her fingertips across it.
Daniel laughed. “Well I am glad.”
They exited the tattoo parlor and Blair was feeling still a little tipsy from the drinks but more so from the adrenaline rush of getting her first ink.
“We should really head back now,” Daniel remarked, now glancing at his watch. “You have gotten what you want.”
“Noooo,” Blair whined instantly yet again, “I don’t want to,” she said, crossing her arms out in front of her.
“Come on, Blair,” he pressed in a no-slack-allowed kind of tone. Blair just groaned even louder.
“Except, I did not get what I reallllly wanted,” she whined, pouting at him once again.
“Blair, I’m serious,” Daniel replied, now fishing out the keys to his car out of his pockets.
“So am I,” Blair said quietly and then before he could even utter another word, she leaned over and crashed her lips to his. His initial response was one of stoic hesitance – he did not kiss her back. But when he realized the girl in his arm had no intention of stopping whatsoever, he gave in to his own urge and grabbed her hair roughly from the back and pulled her mouth deeper onto his own.
They stood there in that street corner for god knows how long, just taking their time exploring each other’s mouths. His hand even slid up under her shirt and groped the contour of her breasts, to which she groaned loudly in his mouth.
Finally, they broke free and looked each other deep into the eyes.
“Blair,” he breathed out, his breath fanning against her face.
“Daniel,” she said and right there, she passed out drunk in his arms.
Chapter 5
The sunlight broke in from the window and cast patterns on the ceilings. Blair awoke to find herself wrapped in gray sheets whose smell she was not familiar with. Wrinkling her nose as she stretched out her arms, Blair came to the startling realization that this was not her own bedroom and jolted up.
As she was examining the precincts of room, a knock was sounded on the door and then a figure walked in – it was Daniel.
“Oh thank god,” she said under her breath, a wash of relief passing over her.
“You’re finally up,” he said to her through the arch of the doorway.
Blair rubbed her eyes, “Yes,” she said, “Still a little confused about how I ended up here though.”
“Oh you don’t remember?” a look of something flashed through his features but Blair could not recognize what it was, “Well, let me fill you in then. You had a lot to drink the night before and called me to come get you – but you passed out before you could tell me your address,” he explained.
Blair nodded, “Of course yes, um sorry about that,” she said quietly. With the boost of confidence by the alcohol gone, so was most of her courage.
