Amelia POV.
I went over the designs with Leo and where he wanted it. He wanted the design on his chest. I got to work quickly. Cleaned the area and placed the stencil. Wrapped my tattoo gun in the grip tape and sorted the needles I would need, the colour, which was easy: he wanted blacks, whites, and grey.
“Ok, you happy with the position?” I ask him again, and he smirks at me. I blush. Ok dirty mind, you can f**k off.
“Yeah, you sure you can do this? You look nervous.” He says and I roll my eyes and grab my chair and roll it closer to the bed. I grab my gun and turn it on.
“Stay still. If you need a break, let me know and we will stop.” I say to him and he chuckles. The buzz of the gun can be heard over the music in the shop. I begin the tattoo.
Leo and Colby are talking and I’m fl
