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Plan B pops into my mind and a light flicks on. TJ took me sky diving. If it weren’t for him, I probably wouldn’t have gone through with it. Why am I sitting around waiting for someone to help me complete my list? I don’t need help living my life. This is my life. And I’m wasting it on this couch.

All a girl really needs are her friends, and I’ve got ‘em right here.

“Let’s get tattoos.”

Mallory’s screech sounds through the apartment. “Yes! That’s the kind of shit I’m talking about, roomie! Let’s do it!”

“Since when do you want to get a tattoo?” Charlotte asks.

I hike a shoulder. “Since now. I’m trying to live in the moment, remember?”

A frown tugs at her lips. “Can’t we live in the moment without needles burning into our skin? We can watch a movie.”

Mallory yanks Charlotte’s arm until she’s standing. “You can watch us live in the moment. It’ll be just like you’re watching a movie.”

She sighs. “Tanner got his tattoo done by TJ’s friend. At least go to someone who we know is good.”

I stand and nod, excitement surging through me. “Let’s do this.”

The excitement soon wears off and is replaced by nerves once we’re in Mallory’s car.

Why did I suggest this? What was I thinking?

More importantly, how bad is this going to hurt?

Charlotte swivels in the passenger seat to face me. “Your mom is going to kill you, you know.”

“You’re like the fish from The Cat in the Hat,” Mallory says.

Charlotte shoots her a glare, which only looks adorable on her sweet face. “And that’s a bad thing? He knew it was wrong for those kids to let a giant cat stranger into the house.”

“Come on, Char,” Mallory whines. “Don’t suck the fun out of this. People get tattoos all the time. Plus, this is way better than staying home and listening to that one cry about her boy problems.”

I make eye-contact with her in the rear-view mirror. “Hey!”

Her eyes roll before flicking back to the road. “Wahh, my hot ex won’t stop texting me. Wahh, my boss is ridiculously sexy.”

“Okay, first of all—I don’t sound like that. Secondly … well … I don’t have a second thing, but the first one still stands.”

“I’m just saying … you’ve got two dudes vying for your attention. Share the wealth, homie.”

“You want Joe? Be my guest.”

Charlotte and Mallory exchange glances.

“What?”

“Oh, nothing. It’s just funny how you offered Joe over TJ.” Charlotte throws a wink over her shoulder.

“I was just trying to make a point. Joe isn’t some amazing guy trying to woo me. He’s a jerk who left me high and dry.”

“And TJ?” Mallory asks. “What’s he?”

I gaze out the window as we come to a stop in front of the tattoo shop. “Good question,” I mutter.

“What was that? Couldn’t hear you.”

“I said he’s my boss. Now let’s go before I change my mind.”

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