“I’m scared of needles.” “No.” He sounds horrified. “Yep.” “But… I wanted to give you your first tattoo. I’ve already picked the placement and everything.” “Notice how I never agreed to that?” My brow furrows, and I look over at him. “Wait. You picked the placement? Where?” “Um.” He scrapes his teeth across his bottom lip. “Maybe we should change the subject again.” Oh, fuck that. He brought it up. I sit forward a little. “Where, Felix?” “It’s not important.” “Where.” “Your dick.”
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