" I want one too, " I whined at him. Flex had told me he wasn't coming over tonight. He said he had a tattoo booked in , making sure if he got it now it wouldn't be sore for next weeks game. Walking over to my apartment , with the phone at my ear , I protested like a kid. " Maya, do you even have a design in mind or are you just wanting one because I'm getting one ?" he laughed down the phone at me. " Well, no I don't, but there is something I want , do they do piercings ?" I asked hopeful. He blew out a breath down the phone. " Yea they do. " I grinned like a loon. "Perfect pick me up on the way , I'll be ready ", I told him and headed up the stairs to the apartment.
Walking in the door, Bell was hunched over the table , papers everywhere. " Hey Bell ", I said, smiling. She looked up wi
