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my ears.
    When I do die and go
to heaven this is exactly how I want it to be.
    Out of nowhere, I remember
the client’s name. “Callie Rogers?” I ask, striding toward her.
    “Yes, that’s me.” She beams,
walking to me, closing the short distance between us. “This is unexpected, do
you work here?”
    “Yeah, my brother, Adam,
does also,” I say, thumbing in his direction over my shoulder, not even
bothering to turn to him in the slightest. Like the last time I saw this girl,
I can’t do anything other than look at her. “My uncle owns this place.”
    “He does? Of all the shops
for me to go to, I end up here. Su, this is the guy I almost collided with a
couple months ago.”
    “Really?” the other chick
says.
    The expression on her
friend’s face, when I threw a glance her way, suggested she was quite delighted
to see me. Why? I have no idea, but I don’t linger much on that thought.
    “Were you okay after that?
I’ve been wondering about you,” Callie says.
    “Yeah, I was totally fine.”
    “Well, that’s good, I’m glad
to hear it. So are you doing me today?”
    “Doing you?” Okay, Joe,
pull it together, dude, this is not cool . “Both nipples pierced and a
tattoo, right?”
    “Yes. Can we get this done
as quickly as possible, please? I’m getting nervous now,” she says, fidgeting
with her fingers. “Oh, and Su wants to discuss a tat she’s been thinking about,
if that’s okay?”
    How the hell am I supposed
to touch her in such a place and keep my calm? I’ve lost count of the number of
times I’ve thought about her over the past two months. I didn’t actually think
I’d see her again, not outside of my head, even though I hoped I would. All of
this isn’t helped by the fact that I’ve already seen the rip right under the
butt of her faded blue jeans, exposing the naked flesh of her thigh. Or the hint
of pink panties intentionally displayed above the waistband of those same tight
Levi’s.
    This is not going to be
easy. This is insane.
    I make a point of not
letting my gaze settle on the way her white T-shirt stretches so nicely over
the body parts I’ll be seeing soon. “Of course, let’s go.” Turning, I lead them
through to the room at the back where we do private piercings.
    Holding the door open, I
step aside and gesture for both girls to enter. “Right, just take a seat, Su.
Callie, you need to sit on that table.” I point toward the padded piece of
furniture in the center. “I’ll be right back,” I tell them.
    “Bro, quickly,” I say,
signaling for Adam to follow me into the office.
    “Told you, didn’t I?” He’s
still as excited as before.
    “Yes, you did. I have to
pierce her nipples. How the hell am I supposed to do that?” I say, in a raised
whisper.
    He frowns, confusion marring
his expression. “What?”
    “How can I touch her there?”
All I can think about is that my hands are already shaking.
    “Pull your shit together,
dude, she’s just a chick. It’s not like you haven’t done it before.”
    “Not with her.” That face
and those sensual curves, seriously, if she’s got me like this already, how do
I handle seeing her bare flesh in this type of situation? “You do them for me.
I’ll do the tat after.”
    “No, I’ve got my own client
to do.”
    “Not for forty-five minutes,
you’ll be done by then.”
    “No. Trust me, bro,” he
says, placing his hand on my shoulder and pointing at me with the forefinger of
his other, “you’ll thank me for this one day, so suck it up and get in there
already.”
    “Are you really not going to
help me out?”
    “I am. Go do it .”
    “Fuck!” I exclaim, as I walk
back out of the office.
    Of all the times for Diane,
our female body piercer, to be on vacation.

Six: Callie
    “Callie, I think he likes you, he couldn’t take his
eyes off you. I think you make him nervous.”
    “I do not need to
hear that, Su. What would he be nervous about? I’m the one who’s about to have
a needle shoved