He stared at me for a second before he took my hand and dragged it over his ribs. It took me a second to see what he was doing, letting my fingers feather over his tattoo there. It was lilacs and a key, but on the key, etched in the side of it was Kee. “Dex?” I whispered out his name. “What is this?” “You were always a part of me, even when I didn’t want you to be.” “But you… We… You left and moved on.” “I left, but I didn’t move on. I got you tattooed on me because you were already permanently with me. Might as well have had the tattoo of your memory there too.”
