Despite the night I’d had, my body trilled with lust when those eyes met mine.
“‘S up, man?” he asked with a slight nod my way.
Suddenly self-conscious, I pointed behind me at the door for no real reason and asked, “You guys closed?”
He sort of shrugged. “What do you want?”
That didn’t really answer my question. But he didn’t exactly turn me away, so I moved closer to the counter between us and tried to tear my gaze from his. I couldn’t. “Just a small tattoo. Right here.” I pointed at a spot on the left side of my chest, above my heart. “I don’t know what. Just some sort of cool tribal design, I guess. Or hey, how about a nice dotted line with the words, Insert knife and twist?”
With a laugh that didn’t quite earn me a smile, he asked, “One of those nights, eh?”
“I’ve had better.”