“Have you ever thought about getting a tattoo?” “No. I don’t like them on me. I prefer to leave my skin unblemished.” “You’re so prim and proper.” “Not all of us can wear tattoos. They look good on you, though.” “Did you just admit to liking my tattoos?” “I didn’t say I like them.” “Fuck me. You do. You’re blushing, baby.”
Defined Blushing.
