"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." "Goddammit, ice princess." He sighed and leaned down to press his lips to my neck, kissing me all over. "I’m trying to tell you we’re getting buried next to each other."
