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A Kiss That Taste Like Summer (Tony Perry)

Chapter 2

After Tony had begged my boss to let me do the tattoo, my boss finally gave in. I brought Tony over to an empty station and began to set up everything.

"So where do you want this?" I asked.

"My neck" he said.

I stopped what I was doing and looked at him like he was crazy.

"You know that's gunna hurt. Like alot right?"

"I know but I think I can endure it" he said smiling.

"Okay lets hope so" I said patting on the seat so he could sit in it.

He jumped into the seat and took off his shirt. Was I wrong about the no tattoos on his chest. I watched him pull his shirt over his head. I just gawked at him. He seemed to noticed and chuckled.

"You didn't have to take your shirt off"

"I know it's just I don't want anything to get on it" He said folding it up.

I took it from him and placed it on the counter. I made a stencil that fit his neck perfectly. I got all the ink I needed and whent to work. This was one of the biggests tattoos I'v ever done. It would be good practice for me tho. It took about 4 hours till I was done. Good thing to because I dont think Tony could've taken anymore.

"All done!" i said jumping up and smiling. I felt so proud of myself.

Tony laughed and got up from the chair walking over to the mirror too look.

"Do you like it?"

"I love it!" he said turning me around and pulling me into a hug. My arms just kinda hung by my sides I didn't really know how to react.

"Oh, I'm sorry" He said pulling away blushing.

"It's fine" I giggled walking back over and handing him his shirt. I wrapped him up and had him follow me to the front desk.

"How much do I owe you?" He asked reaching into his wallet.

"Nothing, I'm not an artist so I cant take your money"

"But you deserve it" he said holding the money out to me.

I took my hand and pushed it away and smiled.

He took the money and put it back into his wallet. "I have to pay you or at least give you something".

I grabbed a sheet of paper and wrote down my number in it and handed it too him.

"What's this?" he asked smiling.

"Call me" I giggled.

He leaned in and gave me a peck on the cheek and walked out.

Did he really just do that?

Comments

I NEED MORE OMFGG
please update :3
shy-annee shy-annee
6/29/13
aww this is such a cute story!