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“Stay,” I command. I step toward her. “I mean…” I point at the building behind us. “Stay, let me give you a tattoo.”
She looks at Heat & Ink. “What?”
I jut my chin at her. In my head, I’ve thought about tattooing her before, but I never thought it would be possible. But right now, I don’t want to let her go. “Let me mark you. You said you wanted a tattoo but didn’t know what to get.”
She crosses her arms over her chest. “I still don’t know what I would get.”
“I know what I would give you.”
That makes her curious. She takes a step toward me. “You know what tattoo I should get?”
I nod. Hell, I know exactly what I want to put on her.
She tilts her head. “What?”
I hold a hand out to her. “Trust me?”
“Really? You going there… again?”
I reach for her this time. “Let me give you a tattoo.”
She nods and puts her hand in mine, and I let out a breath. Maybe, just maybe, I can make this right.
CHAPTER 12
EMILY
I should march right out of here.
I should walk away and not turn back.
Jack has been upfront and honest this whole time. He said nothing could come of us, and I should have believed him.
But even knowing that, I can’t bring myself to do it.
It’s not just an attraction. It’s so much more. And no matter what I want to do, I can’t fight it. I can’t just walk away from him.
So now here I sit, waiting for him to stick me with a hundred needles like some lovesick fool.
“Is it going to hurt?” I ask him.
“Not too bad.”
I grimace. I hate pain. “Okay.”
He lifts the tattoo gun. “Do you want to know what I’m putting on you?”
I lay back. “Nope.”
I’m half afraid I’m going to chicken out, so I close my eyes and let him do his worst.
“Shirt off.”
I open one eye to look at him. “Excuse me?”
He laughs. “Shirt off. I’m going to tattoo your rib cage.”
I roll my eyes at that one. “You mean my roll of fat.”
