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He kisses me, pulling me inside out with the touch of his lips against mine. And it feels right. It feels like fate. It feels like…love?
I don’t know. All I know is that it’s dangerous. But I also know some of the most worthwhile things are dangerous.
Maybe, just maybe, Hunter is my chance worth taking.
I revel in the way he’s able to lift my spirits with nothing more than a kiss. And when he breaks away, his breath hot, husky fire against my sensitive lips, he cups my face and looks into my eyes as if I’m his entire world. “Let me in and give us an honest shot at finding out what we can be. Because when I’m with you, I feel something.”
I cup his jaw in both my hands. “I feel something too. But I’m scared.”
“I know you are. But here’s the thing—all my life, I’ve chased money and success. I’ve chased women, but they never stayed for long because I never wanted them to stay.” He swallows a nervous lump in his throat and wets his lips. “You’re different. I don’t want to wake up to find you gone.” His gaze bores into mine. “I want you to stay.”
“I want to stay, too,” I manage to whisper.
“Then we’re going to work out the bullshit, and it’ll be hard because we’re not used to staying--we’re not used to other people staying—but we’re going to stay.”
I nod. “I’m good with that.” I clear my throat. “But first, I need to finish this damn tattoo because right now, you look like an idiot with half an eye outlined.”
He barks with laughter. “You always know the exact right thing to say.”
“Of course I do.” I’m almost choking on happy tears. “I’m a romantic, after all. Now, let’s get back to work.”
As I trade my now contaminated gloves for a fresh pair, he sits down, lets out an exhale of hot, nervous air, then closes his eyes when I press the gun against his arm.
“Relax,” I murmur. “I’ve got you.”
He opens his eyes and says, in all seriousness, “I know you do,” before closing his eyes again.
As the gun buzzes and I color lines of watercolor into his tan skin, I think about how much I love the art of ink. I think about the sense of fulfillment I find in tattooing, and then I think that maybe…
Just maybe…
I can find that same sense of peace and love with him.
Hunter fucking Kiss of all people.
I guarantee nobody saw this coming.
I certainly didn’t.
