He kissed me softly, “I love you, brown eyes,”
“I love you too, Ryland.”
We caught our breaths and headed to grab a shower. We would need to be in and out within ten minutes, any more than that, and I would be late for my appointment.
“Are you nervous about your first tattoo, my love” Ryland asked as we got washed.
I pouted, “I am…”
“Aww, baby girl, it will be fine. Yes, it will be painful, but after a little while, you probably won’t feel it. I will be there with you, holding your hand. You can ask to take a break anytime you want because it will probably take a few hours, maybe a little longer.”
I should have chosen something smaller for my first one, except for the fact that I wanted to cover something rather big. If I truly wanted to cover those hideous marks, I had to get through it.
“Why won’t you tell me what you are getting” I had asked multiple times, but he refused to answer me every time.
“Because it is a surprise,” he chuckled, shaking his head.