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Jeremy

The straw that was headed towards my mouth paused when Levi stormed into the room, looking irate. He yelled about stepping in shit before running up the stairs and slamming the door. I frowned before looking over at Wyatt, who was slowly running a hand over his stubbly jaw. When he sighed he looked over at me before saying, "He's a bit of a clean freak."

"Should I go talk to him?"

He shook his head before saying, "When he gets in moods like this it's better to just leave him alone for a little bit. He'll cool off on his own then he'll be better."

I nodded as he put his left arm on the back of the couch, my eyes suddenly being drawn to his right arm. The swirling ink was catching my eye, his tattoos were very intricate and they looked nice. They disappeared up into the sleeve of his tee shirt but I assumed they went up even higher. When my eyes looked up I felt instant heat in my cheeks when I realized he was already looking at me. Oh god, did he just see me check his arm out?

I busied myself with my drink as I quickly looked away from him and forced myself to look at the TV. "Do you have any tattoos?" He suddenly asked, making me jump as I looked back over at him.

"One," I said with a nervous chuckle. The arm resting behind my body was slowly sliding down the couch, his fingers gently resting against the back of my shirt.

"Really? What is it?"

"Oh uhm," I nervously laughed while my fingers started twiddling with the cup in my hands. "I lost a bet with Porter years ago and the bet was we got to pick a tattoo that the other person would get. When I lost, he got to pick. He kept teasing me telling me he was going to have the guy tattoo something stupid on me, I was so nervous. But luckily he didn't do anything crazy, it's the Sagittarius constellation."

His dark eyebrows rose as he softly smiled. "Really? So a winter baby huh?"

"December first."

His eyes were then roaming over my arms as he asked, "Can I see it?"

My cheeks lit up more as I said, "It's uhm... it's actually on the top end of my ass." Oh my god, how embarrassing!

I watched his eyes slowly travel down my body which only made my breathing pick up even more. When his eyes met mine again I watched him swallow, his Adam's Apple bobbing up and down. His nostrils were flaring ever so slightly before he whispered, "I bet it looks beautiful."

His heated gaze was making me spring up off the couch, almost tripping over the coffee table. "I need to uhm... go help Port!"

With that I all but ran out of the house, gulping in a lot of fresh air. My hands were still shaking as I ran into the barn to see Porter just about to get on Ace. When he saw my flushed face he rose an eyebrow but didn't say anything as I got my horse out. After quickly tacking him up I followed Porter outside where we rode out towards the cows.

We were quiet on the ride out towards the pastures; the peaceful songs of birds making me feel calmer. Once we were in the pasture he suddenly spoke up. "I want to go out tonight."

"Really?"

He nodded, his eyes looking at the cows. "I need to drink or get laid, or both."

"TMI," I said while rolling my eyes.

I never understood how he could always be so open about things so personal. He was fine with talking about who he nailed the previous night. I was a lot shyer than him and was also innocent. Never had sex, never given head or had it done to me. Whereas Porter was bi and had no problem getting a guy or girls attention, I couldn't even get a guy's attention. Well, Wyatt seemed pretty interested in my ass tattoo. I was just really nervous about doing anything sexual at all, it gives me anxiety just thinking about it. Whenever Porter and I went to a bar he always left with someone, and I always left alone. But maybe Levi and Wyatt would want to come this time, at least I'd have someone to talk to.

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