Page 32 of When I Found You

“That’s a great location.”

“Eek!” I say, clapping my hands as I dance in the chair. “I can’t believe I’m finally doing this.”

“I’ve got another appointment tonight already, so I won’t be able to tattoo you today. But I can for sure draw up the designs, or at least get a start on them. Then, you can think about it. We can then either do both of them at one sitting, or if you want to start with one and come back for the other, we can do that, too.”

“Perfect. Thanks, Ethan.”

“Anytime. You talk to Cam today?” he asks.

“Nope, I won’t see her until Wednesday when I have the assessment with one of her clients. Any specific reason I need to talk with her?”

“Nope, just wasn’t sure if y’all got together today or not.”

“Oh, no, later this week. It will be good to see her again. I’ve been so busy with Reese that I don’t feel like I’ve seen anyone else but her and Lee lately. It was nice to get out on Friday night and let loose,” I tell him.

“I bet. Plus, you got to meet this guy,” Ethan says.

“That I did,” I say, winking at Peyton as he sits still in the chair as Ethan works at inking his back.

“So,what do you think of the designs?” Peyton asks as we sit across from each other at a restaurant a few hours later. He insisted on taking me out to dinner once we left Ethan’s shop.

“I love them! I think I’m going to have him do the wrist one first, make sure I can handle the pain, since it’s smaller. Then, if I do okay with that one, I’ll go back another time and have himdo the bigger one on my side. I know the wrist is probably going to hurt like hell, though, so are you going to sit there and let me squeeze your hand?”

“Sounds like a reasonable plan. Just a small word of advice, they can become addicting.”

“Is that so?”

“Absolutely,” he confirms as our server delivers our plates.

“Can I get either of you anything else?” she asks.

“We’re good,” I tell her before she walks away, leaving us to eat.

“What wrist are you going to do?” Peyton asks between bites.

“I think my right. Since I wear my watch on my left, and I don’t want it covered all the time by it.”

“Good point.”

We fall into an easy conversation while we continue eating, learning new things about each other. Even as comfortable as we both feel with each other, there’s still so much we don’t know.

“Ready to get out of here?” Peyton asks, once our server returns the check for him to sign, along with his debit card. He once again refused to let me pay, standing firm that when we’re together and out, he will pay.

“Yep,” I confirm, popping the P.

“Your place?” he asks once we’re out in the parking lot.

“Sure,” I reply as he pulls me in for a sweet kiss. “Unless you want to spend time with your dad tonight?”

He checks the time on his watch before replying, “He’ll probably only be awake for another hour or so. We could stop by and say hello if you don’t need to rush home.”

“Sounds like a plan. I’ll just follow you.”

“Since we’re so close to your place, do you want to go drop off your car, and then you can just ride with me?”

“We can do that. Does that mean you’re coming back to my place later?” I ask, flashing him a coy smile.

Peyton pulls me closer, sliding his hands around my waist and resting them along my lower back, just above my ass. “Do youwantme to come back to your place tonight?”

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