Page 77 of Haze of Obedience
I'll rub your body as much as you want.
"So country boy, do you have a cowboy hat and boots?"
"Busted."
"Ha! Knew it!"
"You didn't ask about my belt buckle."
My lower body pulses, thinking of the arrows on his V.
Bet you're hot as sin in those items.
"So tell me the stories behind your tattoos."
"I don't have that many."
"Should be easy to tell me then."
"Semper Fi is for the Marine Corp."
"You have a heart with Fernanda over it. Is that your ex-wife?" A stab of jealousy pricks me.
He snorts. "No. Not at all."
"Then who is she?"
"I got it when my grandmother passed."
"Oh. That's nice. Her name means brave journey."
"Brave journey," he mumbles. "Huh. I didn't know that, but it's perfect to describe her."
Just ask him.
"And the arrows?"
"Just aesthetic," he quickly replies.
"But what do the arrows mean? Surely you positioned them there for some reason," I tease.
He groans.
I spin. "Why are you groaning?"
He keeps paddling, but his face turns red.
"Why Dirk Zamora. Are you blushing right now?"
"No."
"Yes, you are."
And you just get sexier.
"So why did you choose to place it on your V?"
"I think you just like my V."
