Make
that a glorious day.
“Oh,
my. You cook and give foot rubs. I must be hallucinating.” I hear him chuckle.
“Hey,
what’s this?” He runs his thumb just
above the arch on the inside of my right foot.
Oh, that.
“A tattoo.”
He
tickles my foot and I squirm and giggle.
“Obviously,
smart ass. What does it say?”
“It
says ‘One Step at a Time’.” I reply and sigh as he continues to work magic on
the sole of my foot.
“In
what language?”
“Italian.”
I reply.
His
finger traces the letters and I push up on my elbows and watch him. When his eyes meet mine they’re on fire, and
the muscles low, low in my stomach clench.
“It’s
sexy.” He grins.
“Thanks.” I grin back.
“Do
you have any more?” He cocks his head to
the side and reaches for my other foot.
“Yes.”
His
eyes shoot to mine again and they narrow.
“Where?”
“Various
places.”
“I
don’t see any others.” His eyes skim up
my bare legs, my arms, my chest.
“The
one on my foot is the only one visible with my clothes on, and that’s only when
I’m barefoot,” I whisper. Oh, this is fun!
He
releases my foot.
“Hey! I was enjoying that foot rub.”
He
grabs my ankles and parts my legs, then crawls up my body on his hands and
knees until his nose is almost touching mine.
“I
want to know where your other tattoos are, Natalie.”
I
bite my lip and shake my head. Who can form words with his body so close?
“You’re
not going to tell me?” He leans in and lightly kisses the corner of my mouth.
Again
I shake my head no.
“Maybe
I’ll just have to find them.”
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