“What are you thinking?” Marigold places her hand in the space between her breasts. “I want one.” Lottie raises a brow. “You want what?” “I want a tattoo. I want a tattoo of a bee in that same spot. I’ll pay any price.” Lottie laughs so hard that she brings both of her hands up to her mouth. “You are joking.” “I…” She stumbles over her words as she pretends to still only be looking at Lottie’s tattoo. “I think I am serious. Can we do it now? Before I get too scared?” Lottie looks her up and down and ponders, her smirk widening into a grin. “Okay. Undress, Witch.”
