I’ve been designing the perfect tattoo for her in my mind for days.

She smiles and tries to pull out of my arms. “But I don’t know what I want yet. I would need to think about it first. Show me a few of your designs to get me started.”

“Let me do a special tattoo for you.” I hold onto her so she can’t pull away. “Trust me.”

My heart pounds in my chest while waiting for her answer. If she trusts me enough to do this, it means I’m not imagining what we have together. I can’t believe she’s even considering it.

Come on, Lila. Say yes.

“Where would you put the tattoo?” she asks.

I don’t need to think twice about it. “On your gorgeous ass, of course. No one else will see it except me. Can you trust me enough to do this?”

Chapter Twenty

Lila

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Trust Sam enough to give me a tattoo on my ass?

Knowing what a devil he is, this might be a very bad decision. Then again, I need to know where his head is at.

“I trust you,” I say after a moment. “Will it hurt?”

Sam slides his hands down my hip and cups my ass.

“I’m not going to lie. It will hurt. I’ll work fast and try to be as gentle as I can. Are you sure about this? I don’t want to pressure you.”

I nod. I’ve never considered getting a tattoo before in my life, and I don’t know why I suddenly want one now. All I know is that I do.

But only from Sam.

When he explained to me about the mastectomy tattoos, I was floored. I’ve never heard of those before, and the fact that he is willing to do them makes me so proud. Once again he’s proven me wrong about him. Sam may be breaking the law, but he’s a good decent person in many other ways that count.

“Can you draw it out first so I can see what you’re going to do?” I ask. “Or at least give me a hint. Is it a flower or a butterfly? Tell me.”

“It’s a surprise. You’ll have to wait and see. Now try to get comfortable and turn around so I can see your beautiful ass.”

“Are the doors locked?” I ask. “What if Jesse drops by?”

Sam walks over and shuts the door to the room.

“You’re going to need to take off your shorts and panties,” he says. “It will give me more room to work.”

“I bet that’s what you say to all the girls.”