Page 278 of Dark Love

“No kisses when we’re late for a Dragon’s Game.” I put my hand on his chest and push him away.

“I don’t like that rule.”

Me either. “There’s no rule about kissing in the car.”

“Do we have time for one of my guys to bring the limo over?” Vex leans down, gives me a peck on the lips, and lets me go.

“Nope, we’re late.” I turn to grab my purse.

“WHAT IS THAT?”

Vex never flips out. “Where? What? Is it a rat?” I spin around ready to jump on the nearest piece of furniture or him if need be.

“What are you wearing?”

Huh? “Is there something wrong with my outfit?” There can’t be I checked a dozen times. “Is it see-through?” The base of the shirt is white, but it seems thick enough not to show anything.

“Take it off.”

Huh? What in the world is he talking about? Spiders? “There’s a bug on me?”

“Dahl, pay attention.”

He didn’t just say that! “I am, but you’re making no sense.”

“There’s a man’s name on your body. And it isn’t mine.”

A man’s name—Oliver. Vex means Oliver. “It’s a jersey.”

“There’s a man’s name that’s not mine on your body.”

A jersey. He can’t be jealous of a jersey. “It’s just a—”

“Another man’s name.”

“But—”

“Take off the shirt.”

“But—”

“Dahl, I can handle a lot of things, but I can’t take seeing another man’s name on you, even if it’s just a jersey and I know you only love me.” His eyes plead with me even as they demand I give in.

“Then no other woman’s name can ever be on your body.” Why did I just say that?

“Deal. I’ll even put your name on my body forever proclaiming me as yours, if you want.”

A tattoo. Vex would have my name tattooed on his body. “But you don’t like tattoos.”

“I didn’t see a point in tattoos… before now. The idea of having your name on my body forever—” He takes my hand in his, placing it over his heart. “—sounds right.”

Oooh. Can I handle getting a tattoo? “I don’t like needles.”

“Good. Because there’s no way you’re marring your perfect skin with a tattoo. Now go change.”

I start up the stairs

“And throw out that shirt.”

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