500 Days by Jessica Miller Page A

Jasper’s room.
    “ Got it,” I said a little
breathless. He took me into the empty work station to take a look
at it. I flipped the book open to the back. Jasper had outdone
himself. The sketch was beautiful. There were four very intricate
lilies stretched across the page with swirling stems and leaves
connecting them all. It was perfect.
    “ This is pretty big. You
sure you want it?” I gave Colby a small smile. “Right, big isn’t an
issue for you.” I blushed. Colby gave me my first tattoo which just
so happened to cover both my sides and wrapped around my lower back
and down the front, teetering close to my bikini line. “Okay, so
question is now, where do you want it?”
    I hadn’t really thought that part through
yet. I was so determined to have Jasper give me a tattoo that I
never came to the conclusion of where I would put it. The one I
already had took up a good part of my skin. “What do you think?” He
looked at me, making my insides turn to mush.
    “ Take off your shirt and
turn around.” I looked at him wide eyed. “I need to see where
there’s room.” He got up and closed the door. I took off my t-shirt
and sat down in the chair. Colby smoothed his hand over my skin
making me want to crumble under his touch. “I’m gonna do a quick
sketch and see if you like the placement.”
    “ Okay,” I said, unable to
form any other word. Colby got to work right away. There was a
mirror on the door and to the right of me. I could see Colby’s
reflection and the serious look on his face as he worked. The
intensity on his face made me want him that much more. I’ve slept
with him twice, but something about sitting here with my shirt off
while he drew on my back seemed ten times more intimate than us
actually being together. I closed eyes and relished his soft touch
as he worked the marker across my upper back. I gripped the arm
rest of the chair, afraid I was going to lose it.
    “ You okay?”
    “ Yeah, just
tickles.”
    “ I’m almost
done.”
    I wanted to say don’t rush. I could do this
forever, but I was afraid to tell him how much this was turning me
on. I wasn’t sure yet if the incident in the truck was a drunken
mistake or not and my heart couldn’t take it if it was. I preferred
to live in denial at the moment.
    When he was done, he handed me a mirror so I
could check it out. I stood up and turned around. “Wow Colby,
that’s going to look great.”
    He got up and stood in front of me. He
reached around with his one hand pointing to the flower on the
right. “This one here, if you want, we can pull down a little and
bring the stems down around here.” He dragged his finger all along
my back and down to my side sending shivers all through me. “We can
bring some of this up here.” His fingers moved to my neck. “And
then move this a little here.” And then traveled back down to my
other side. My hands were shaking so bad I thought I would drop the
mirror. I wasn’t even looking anymore. My eyes were closed as I was
engulfed in the wonderful sensation as his fingertips danced across
my skin. “Alex,” he whispered.
    I opened my eyes and he was now facing me
with his eyes staring down into mine. I blushed, embarrassed. He
took the mirror from my hand and placed it on the desk. I tucked a
lose piece of my ponytail behind my ear. He slid his hand behind my
neck and then suddenly he was kissing me. I fell into his chest and
threw my arms over his shoulders. He pulled me tighter to him and I
let out a small gasp. Okay, so the night in the truck – not a one
night drunken thing.
    Colby pressed his mouth harder against mine.
I opened a little wider giving him access to explore. When he
slipped his tongue inside my mouth I let out a tiny moan making him
press himself harder against me. God he was sexy and such a good
kisser. His hands slid down to my behind and squeezed before he
lifted me up off the floor. I wrapped my legs around his hips as he
turned me around and laid me back on the