Tempting (Inked Hearts 1)

"In theory."

"You... you were different before you had ink. You're more yourself now."

"I've had ink as long as you've known me."

She shakes her head.

I turn toward her, pull my jeans down my hip to show off my sic transit gloria quote. "Pretentious high school shit."

"Excuse you."

"For me. Not like I took Latin."

"You wanted the world to know glory is bullshit?"

Basically. I nod.

She moves under the street lamp. "I... I have ugly parts too. Things I don't want anyone knowing."

It's hard to believe. Kay is sunshine and cotton candy. She's the sweetest person I've ever met. Hands down. I shake my head.

She nods. "I guess that's fair. Since I don't believe you were ever a bad guy."

"It is." I move toward her. Until my hands are skimming her hips.

She looks up at me with those doe eyes.

Her lips part.

She nods.

It's like she's begging me to kiss her, touch her, fuck her.

Her arms slide around my neck. "I like the guy you are now." She reaches up to run her fingers through my hair. "A lot."

"Kay..."

She nods. "I know."

But she doesn't. Because I'm not gonna say shit about how this can't happen.

She looks up at me. "You... you're—"

I cut her off with my lips.

She's soft.

Eager.

Pliable.

I feel her everywhere. In my heart and my head and my bones.

My palm goes flat against her lower back.

I pull her body against mine.

Kiss her harder.