"I believe Stone is somewhat kind of attracted to me." I voiced, the conversations still on my mind "That is all it is though. It is not that big word you used earlier."

He hummed before he changed his voice to a gentler tone "I am ready to start inking. It is going to be sore. The thigh is one of the worse places plus it is your first tattoo."

"That made me feel so better." I uttered sarcastically before I said to him "Just do it. I will be fine."

The needle pricked my skin and I almost squealed at the pain. He started to move the needle gun and what he left in its path was the feeling of a thousand bee stings. The vibrations sent a wave of pain through my leg.

I put a hand on my mouth to stop from screaming.

"Are you okay?" Reed called over the buzzing noise which rang loud in my ear.

"Distract me." I bit out "Tell me about something."

"I would like a song from Prince at my funeral." He told me "You will be in charge of my funeral once Stone kills me after hearing your screaming."

I thought about Stone getting his tattoo done in the other room, so I spoke through gritted teeth "What tattoo is Stone getting?"

"That would be telling."

Giving the tattoo a dirty look, I shouted out in a strained voice "Oh, so now you have loyalties."

One knock at the door made Reed stop and me take a sigh of relief at the small break from the pain

He wipes away the excess ink before calling "What is it?"

A deep voice came from the other side of the wall "I am coming in."

"I have lived a good life." Reed muttered to himself.

The huge wide shoulders filled the doorway as he watched me from a few metres away.

I looked away to avoid his eye as I tried to endure more of the ink related torture.

My plan to not show the pain I was in to Stone did not last long because that giant set down a chair right beside me. Right at the side where I was facing.

His pupils were dilated and had become two big black orbs as his gaze trailed to my thigh. A blink later and he was back to focusing on my face.

"How was your tattoo finished so fast?" I asked, remaining to bite back my screams "Mine is just getting started."

"I got it started a few days ago. I just needed a few more details finished."

I could not hold it back anymore. I winced and let out a small whine.

Stone went from teasing to concerned in a record-breaking time.

He looked to the tattooist and growled "I swear to fuck, Reed. If you—"