Page 103 of Little Psycho

Each time the bell above the front door jingles, my heart skips a beat, paranoia clutches my throat, and my gloved hands grow clammy with the feat of my father walking in.His visit is imminent, and with the buzzing rumors about his knowledge of Calista’s return, I’m bracing myself for the moment he steps through the door and turns my fucking world upside down.

Then, the bell rings again, and the door swings open with a gust from the wind outside.I glance up and catch sight of Cali as she saunters into my shop; her platinum hair is elegantly styled into two French braids, cascading over her shoulders and stopping just below her perky tits.Unlike her typical all-black look, she wears a pretty blue dress that hugs her curves perfectly, with the hem teasingly short, just inches below her ass.A snug black leather jacket adorns her arms but remains unzipped, drawing attention to the ample cleavage peeking from the neckline of her dress.I can’t help but let my eyes drift over her body, noting the crisp white knee-high socks she’s sporting and the pair of sleek blue Vans that compliment her dress beautifully.

“What are you doing here?”I ask with a smile playing across my lips, finishing the tattoo as quickly as I can but still making sure I do it right.

She sits down in the chair by my desk, flashing a pretty grin that dances along her glossy lips.“I wanted to get a tattoo,” she says, and I look at her with a slight expression of shock on my face.

“I’m almost done here, so if you don’t mind waiting, I’ll take you as soon as I finish.”

“Oh, of course, I don’t mind waiting.”Cali winks, crossing her legs but making a point to tease me subtly in the process.

A huff of annoyance escapes my client’s mouth, letting me know that she’s pissed off and feeling threatened.Trying not to let Calista’s presence distract me, I focus on the tattoo, satisfied with the final outcome when I finally do turn off the gun and set it on the tray.

Once she leaves, it’s just Cali and I alone in the shop, but the paranoia poisoning my mind still lingers, threatening to derail our time alone together.

I get up and lock the door, flipping the sign to closed.

Turning around, Cali is right in front of me, her jacket discarded on the chair she was sitting on.Biting her lip with her pretty eyes narrowed, she reaches out and grabs the waistband of my jeans, giving me a slight tug that pulls me against her body.

“I’ve missed you, Dom,” she admits in a sultry voice, her blue eyes sparkling in the shop’s lighting.“I hate not being able to stay with you guys.”

I nod, agreeing with the current living situation that we’ve agreed to, all to protect her from our fathers, who are getting closer and closer every day.

“I know, me too, but this is the only way we can keep you safe, at least for now.”I wrap my arms around her, pulling her in for a hug, my eyes catching the first snowflakes of the season as they cascade from the sky and blanket the city in a layer of glistening white.

As Cali nestles into my embrace, the warmth of her body against mine chases away the chill from the window.I can feel the tension that built up from the day slowly melting into the background, the feat that had wrapped tight in my gut giving way to the familiar thrill of her presence.

“Can we just forget everything for a second?”she murmurs, looking up at me with those irresistible eyes that always draw me in.

There’s vulnerability hidden in her smile—a flicker of longing that sends a wave of protectiveness washing over me.

“Believe me, it sounds tempting,” I reply, my voice low and grainy with unspent desire.“But we can’t.”

But even as I say it, the weight of our reality presses on my shoulders.I can’t afford to let my guard down—not now, not when I know that our fathers would tear us apart without even blinking if they had the chance.A playful pout forms on her lips, and she leans in just enough that I can feel her breath against my skin, intoxicating and sweet like the promise of a forbidden kiss.

“You’re no fun, you know that?”she teases, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear and giving me that same trademark smirk that always makes my heart race.

“No, wait,” I say, almost losing my train of thought as I regain my composure.“You don’t know what I’d do if I had the chance to be with you right now and what might happen if I let my defenses down.”

Cali, always bold and fearless, takes my hesitation as a challenge.In an impulsive flurry, she steps closer, pressing her body against mine again, her hands sliding up my chest to my shoulders.

“I’m not afraid of what might happen.I’m only afraid of what I might miss if I don’t take the chance.”Her voice softens, becoming serious, and I can see genuine sincerity in her deep blue eyes—a mix of vulnerability and fire that awakens something deep within me.

I can’t ignore the way her words twist my insides, urging me to lean in to let the world outside fade away along with the paranoia.

I run my fingers through my hair, frustrated yet tempted.“It’s not that simple, Cali.They’re coming after us—after you—and we need to be alert so they don’t catch us off guard.”

I search for the right words to express how much I want her, how much I want to throw caution to the wind and lose myself in this moment, but my instincts scream for caution.

“Maybe it can be,” she responds softly.“Maybe all we need is one night—one night to forget about everything else.”Her eyes twinkle with a confidence that could sway oceans, and I can’t help but get sucked deeper into her orbit.

I want to say yes and let the world slip away.I want to pull her close and forget the fears that haunt us.I want to drown in her laughter and the warmth of her touch.But I’m fucking afraid, paranoid of being found out and having her ripped away from me when I just got her fucking back.

“You said you want a tattoo, right?”

She nods, still clinging to my jeans, refusing to let go of me.“I do.”

“Alright then, let’s go to the back so you can tell me what you want.”I wink, trying to flirt with her, but I’m not sure how it comes off.

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