Love Discovered in New York (The Washington Triplets) by Danielle Allen

pas le joli visage vous tromper.’ It’s French for ‘don’t let the pretty face fool you.’”
    Colton nodded knowingly. “I won’t,” he said with a smirk.
    I let out a little laugh and continued, “I wrote an article about the perceptions of women and it was called ‘Don’t Let The Pretty Face Fool You.’”
    He continued stroking my skin as he stared into my eyes. “What was the article about?”
    “The perceptions and misperceptions of women. Being a strong woman and all the disparaging things people say to girls to try to keep them from growing into strong women. Basically, my experiences,” I replied easily, the passion I felt for the topic momentarily distracted me from the fact that I was topless in front of the sexiest man in New York.
    “Tattoos tell you a lot about a person.” He stopped stroking me and just rested his hand on my hip. “I’m really good at reading people by their tattoos.”
    “Is that right? You think you know some things about me based on my tattoos? By all means, let’s hear it. What do mine tell you about me?” I challenged him playfully, cocking my head to the side.
    “What do I get if I’m right?”
    “Nothing. Because you won’t be right.”
    “Oh, but I will be.” Leaning slightly so he was hovering over me, he smirked. Putting his hand in my hair, he tucked a lock of loose curls behind my ear and then ran the pad of his thumb over my heart tattoo. “This one tells me that you have a big heart, but it’s a bit closed off. That’s why it’s black. I think that you wanted your tattoo behind your ear because you listen to your heart and then follow it.”
    My heart thudded in my chest.
    Colton ran his hand down my neck and between my breasts and touched the tattoo that quotes my mother. “You never really felt understood. You’ve never had anyone really see you for who you are. You do what you want and people are scared of that. ” Running his hand to the other side of my body, he continued, “You are confident and strong and you stand up for what you believe in. You are so much more than what meets the eye.”
    Seconds passed and we just stared at one another. Without warning, I sat up and crushed my lips against his. It was an impulsive, involuntarily reaction to his words. He wasted no time responding, deepening the kiss and letting his mouth move over mine seductively. I pulled away and flattened myself against the reclined chair. My chest heaving as I stared up at him.
    Something passed between us and it made me tremble with anticipation. I’d never felt anything so intense without being physically touched before and it made me nervous. I tried to shake it off, but I couldn’t quite stop the fluttering that traveled from my belly to my chest cavity. Feeling overwhelmed, I tore my eyes away from him and changed the subject.
    “Did you bring me here to get me naked?” I deflected, hoping he’d get flustered so I’d have a moment to collect my thoughts.
    He laughed. “That’s not why I brought you here. But to be clear, I like you and I’d love to see you naked again. But we are here to kick-off our date.”
    “There are two things wrong with that statement… I’m not dating right now so this isn’t a date. And I’m already topless so you have me in here halfway naked. Are you sure that’s not why you brought me here?” I teased, folding my arms over my chest.
    Colton shook his head and looked to be fighting a laugh. “Fine. We’re hanging out.” He placed his hand in the center of my belly and rubbed his thumb against my exposed skin. “And you’re topless because I’m going to give you the tattoo that you’ve wanted on your back, but didn’t have time to get.”
    I uncrossed my arms, letting them fall limply at my sides. “What?” I breathed in surprise.
    “You heard me.” He winked before setting up his equipment.
    Oh my God, I squealed internally as I did a little happy dance in the chair.
    Colton and I spent the next thirty