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“Hey, King.” A flush crept up my neck. “We were just—”
My feet were swept from underneath me and I yelped while Adam threw me over his shoulders, walking away from Gianna’s. I jerked up to see King, staring at us.
“Sorry, man!” Adam yelled without turning back. “We’re not going to the party!”
“But we’ll see you tonight!” I reassured King.
Adam made a noise at the back of his throat. “She’s not seeing you tonight!”
I couldn’t help it, I laughed. “Okay, we’ll see you tomorrow!”
“She’s not seeing you tomorrow either!”
I laughed even harder as Adam walked us off to the parking garage and he only put me down when we came up to one of his cars.
“I could’ve walked,” I told him.
“You’re not fast enough, ice princess.” He grinned, leaning down to pull me into another kiss against his car. "I love you, I love you, I love you," he murmured against my lips, kissing me again and again. He drew back and laughed. “Oh, you’re going to lose your shit.”
Oh, god.
“What did you do?” I asked, already exasperated.
Adam pulled his shirt over his head and my mind went blank. All the muscle. All the lines and lines and lines of muscle. But that only held my attention for so long. It was the white wrapping on his back that made my mouth fall open.
“What—did you get hurt?”
“I need you with me because if you’re not here, I get tattoos.”
My mouth fell open. “You…what?”
"It’s a turtle."
“A what?”
"I’ve never been that drunk before," he admitted. "I don’t even remember getting it."
"You’re joking."
"I am dead serious right now. I blacked out to go one night without thinking about you and I paid the dude like eight grand—it’s not even goddamn finished. Eight grand for a quarter of a tattoo." He shook his head and shifted closer, grinning down at me. "I don’t know. The only thing I could think of was that I was so drunk I wanted a piece of you with me."
"That is…" I shook my head and couldn’t help the smile. "The dumbest thing I’ve ever heard."
"Drunk Adam logic, I didn’t say it was smart."
"Did everybody freak out?" I asked him while he tugged me closer, enclosing me to him.
"We can talk about it later. I really need to kiss you right now."
He captured my lips for another kiss, long and sweet, a kiss that made my toes curl and left me breathless and wanting again. His hands went to my sides and he held me close, touching me.
"As long as that tattoo lasts, I’ll love you," he whispered against the curve of my mouth, kissing me again.
I gently pushed him away. "There’s tattoo removal places."
"I don’t believe in those. Sorry."
"You could tattoo over it."
