Page 35 of Forbidden Harmony

Chapter Nine

Addison, her tablet propped up beside her ona couch pillow and her laptop balanced on her knees, clicked through the pageson the Crimson Door Tattoo’s website, landing on the piercing information page again.

“You should probably go with a belly buttonpiercing.” Harper was painting her toes and she wiggled them at Addison throughthe iPad screen. “What do you think of this colour?”

“I love it,” Addison said. “Paint yourfingernails the same colour.”

Harper stroked the brush over her nail. “Seriouslythough, babe, a nipple piercing probably isn’t the way to go for your firstpiercing.”

“It’s not my first. I have my ears pierced.”

Harper rolled her eyes. “You know what Imeant.”

“Navel piercing seems so pedestrianthough. Like every girl has one, you know? It’s the safe choice.”

“Hey!” Harper lifted her shirt to stare atthe small silver hoop in her belly button. “I like my belly button ring.”

“I don’t mean it in a bad way. I just mean– if I’m going to get pierced, go big or go home, right? Do something different.”

“Honestly, the fact that you want to get apiercing is blowing my mind,” Harper said. The screen on the tablet froze fora few seconds before returning to normal. “You still there?”

“Yes,” Addison said. “Hey, why aren’t youat work? It’s one in the afternoon.”

“Why aren’tyouat work,” Harpersaid before laughing. “God, if being a teacher wasn’t so damn difficult, I’dtotally become one. Summers off would be fucking awesome.”

“Why aren’t you at work?” Addison saidagain.

“Switched my days off with Antonio so he andMark could go on some fishing trip,” Harper said. “Back to the piercing thing.You sure you want to do this?”

“I always liked the idea of getting mynavel pierced, but Harrison freaked out the one time I mentioned it.”

“Okay, but you keep talking about a nipplepiercing, not a navel piercing,” Harper said. She switched to her other footand resumed painting. “Are you doing this just because you want to givePreacher a look at your tits again?”

“Harper! Of course not!”

“You sure? Because maybe you’re thinkingif he gets a look at your perfect girls, he’ll ask if you want to play another roundof hide the bishop.”

“That isn’t it,” Addison said.

Harper paused with the nail brush in herhand, a drop of bright red polish clinging to the end of it. “Isn’t it?”

“It’s mostly not that,” Addie said.

Harper grinned. “It’s fine if it is.Hell, I think youshouldfuck Preacher again. It sounds like it was thebest orgasm of your life and, girl, you need more of those.”

“He’s not going to have sex with me again,”Addison said.

“But you’re still gonna show him your titsand get him to pierce a nipple.”

“Well, maybe his assistant guy, Nolan, doespiercings too,” Addison said. “Maybe I’ll be booked in with him. If that’sthe case, I’m still going to get my nipple pierced so that just proves I’m notdoing this in the hopes of having sex with Preacher again. Right?”

“Right,” Harper said. “But if it isPreacher who does the piercing, there’s nothing wrong with asking him if hewants to have sex again.”

Addison swallowed. “You know I could neverask him something like that.”

“You gotta be bold, pinky-pie. If you canpierce your nipple, you can ask Preacher for casual sex.” Harper blew on her toenails.

“Oh my God.”

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