Eva
After we've finished the bottle, we have decided I need a first tattoo and I am getting one. Tomorrow. We are lying on the bed, my head on his lap. Nathan checks quickly and finds a place.
"They should be open. I don't know if they'll have available spots, but..."
"But you are persuasive".
Nathan smirks.
"Well, I can be."
My eyelids are getting heavier by the minute, but I'm trying to stay awake. I hear rustling from him and see he's looking for his cigarettes.
"I thought you quit."
I say, sleepy.
"I am."
Nathan says quietly. "I'll go out and..."He tries to get up, but I squeeze his tight lightly.
"No, stay here."
"Are you sure you don't mind?"
"Of course I am."
I hear the sound his zippo makes, then I catch the scent of the smoke coming from his burning cigarette. Th
