Page 46 of Love on the Waiver Wire

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OWEN

The day has come. I’ve made a stupid decision for a woman.

I honestly thought the day would come sooner, if we’re all being honest.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this for you,” I grit as the piercer places small dots on both sides of my nipple, the marker freezing.

“They’re not wanting to come out, that’s for sure,” the woman says. “Are you okay if I blow on them?”

“Excuse me?”

“They should be hard. Is it okay if I blow on them.”

My jaw hangs.

“Listen sir, I need your consent. Just trying to give you what you want.”

“Fine.” I tell her, my eyes shutting hard.

I feel a breeze on my nipple, and it hardens after a couple of minutes.

“I’m just going to flick it once or twice, okay?” she says.

I nod, groaning.

“It’s almost over Owen!” Isla cheers from beside me.

I open one eye, scowling at her. “This is your fault.”

Her smile falters, but she keeps it up. “And I will owe you forever for it.”

“I’ll be taking you up on that.”

Finally happy with how my nipple looks, the woman gets her piercing kit ready. I shut my eyes tight again, ready for the pain.

“This is going to hurt for a second, but it’ll be fine after,” the woman says, as she presses the needle to me. I take a deep breath…

And the worst pain I’ve ever felt rips through me before it quickly dissipates.

That really was fast.

I look down, watching as she screws the small silver ball onto the other side of the bar.

“See? Not bad!” she admires her work.

Isla is quickly in front of me, her camera out. “Okay, now we just need a photo.”

The woman looks between us, confusion clear in her eyes as Isla snaps a couple photographs from different angles.

“Why do you need so many photos?” I ask her.

“I don’t know, why not?”

Hmm.

Finally, she turns to the woman. “Okay. Now can you take it out?”

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