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He looks atYou are”

My brorinkle in confusion He pulls a pair of gloves out of a box and tosses them on my lap

“There are a couple spots onto do it for me”

My eyes widen “What?” I practically screech “I-I-I can’t do that!”

His chuckle is deep and the light in his already bright eyes is striking I ignore the flutters the look sends to my stomach

“It’s only a couple of lines, and I never tattoo myself”

I warily watch as he slips on a pair of gloves then dips the tip of the tattoo machine in the black ink and presses the pedal to turn the machine on

“Then get Ella to do it,” I tell him “I can’t tattoo you, Luca I’ll totally screw it up”

“No, you won’t I’ll help you Now put the gloves on”

Hesitantly, I pick the gloves up, looking at the latex guardedly, as if they’ll bite me, then pull them on Once they’re in place, Luca scoots his chair closer to me until his chest , I knohat he wants My heart rate accelerates as I open hssure I’m okay with the intimate position

Once he sees I’m fine, he stretches out his left arh until most of his arh His other hand is holding the tattoo , just aboveon h, I feel surrounded by him It almost makes me dizzy

“I don’t know if I can do this,” I whisper When he takes theway and starts to re or co up”

His s tenseness in his features I can feel it where ainst his sides as well

“Look down,” he says, his voice rougher than normal

Luca’s eyes darken as he follows the ether before looking down at his arm His shirt sleeve is pulled up past his shoulder