Hardin Scott has been madly in love with Tessa Young since the moment he first laid eyes on her, but there's no way she could ever see him as anything more than a friend. After all, he's a bad boy with a promiscuous past and she's a sweet and innoce...
I continue to trace my fingers over the ink scattered over Hardin's skin. "I think I want a tattoo," I finally announce.
"What?" Hardin gasps.
"I want a tattoo. I love your tattoos so much. I want one, too."
"No."
"No?" I ask and look up at him.
"You're not getting a tattoo, Tessa."
"Excuse me? You don't get a say in the matter, Hardin."
"Why do you even want one?" he grumbles.
"The better question is why don't you want me to get one?"
"I like that you're not like me. I love how your skin is creamy and clear and pure."
"Well, it'd just be a small one."
"What would you even get?"
"I don't know... Oh! Maybe a seahorse, or I'd get a matching infinity symbol, like yours! Wouldn't that be cool?"
"So, you won't marry me, but you'll get a matching tattoo?"
"Stop!" I say as I gently swat at him.
"I don't care if it's small or matching, I still don't like the thought of you getting a tattoo."
I pull away from Hardin and sit up to look at him. "What if it's somewhere only you can see?" I ask seductively as I run my fingers up his arm.
"Li-like where?" he stutters.
"Um, maybe my hip? That way only you could see it when you undress me." I grin.
"I guess I could be persuaded to change my mind," he says as he pulls me on top of him. "So, only I could see it? No one else?" he whispers into my ear.
"No one else." I smirk
"That's so fucking sexy, Tess," he coos into my ear.
"I thought you might see it my way," I giggle as Hardin gently squeezes my butt.
"What do you say we go for a round two, baby?" he asks as he tucks my hair behind my ear with one hand and squeezes me again with the other.
"I don't think so, mister! I have to go shower and get ready."
"We could multitask and just fuck in the shower."
"Hardin!"
"I guess that's a no?" he chuckles.
"Now that we've done it, is this what I'm going to have to deal with all the time?" I joke.
"Yep! It's your fault for being so damn irresistible," he says and licks his lips.
"Well, you stay here and think about how irresistible I am, and I'm going to go shower." I roll my eyes at him and get up off the bed.
As I'm grabbing my clothes and getting ready to walk to the bathroom, Hardin comes up behind me, twirls me around and throws me over his shoulder. "What are you doing?! Put me down!" I roar with laughter.
"Carrying you to the bathroom. You shouldn't be walking on your ankle." He smirks.
"It's feeling better! Now, put me down!" I laugh and kick my legs.
"Better safe than sorry," he says as he carries me to the bathroom.
When we get into the bathroom, Hardin turns on the water and gets into the shower.
"I thought I said no shower sex!"
"I'll be good, I promise. I just want to be close with you." He reaches for my hand and pulls me into the shower with him.
Hardin spends the shower gently cleaning me with a loofah and body wash, just like the first time we showered together.
When we're finished showering, I wrap a towel around my body and start to do my hair and put makeup on while Hardin gets dressed.
"You know, you don't need any makeup, Tess."
"It makes me feel pretty."
"You're always beautiful to me, even when you wake up with your hair all crazy looking," he chuckles.
"Gee, thanks?" I giggle.
"I love you, Theresa," Hardin says as he hugs me while I'm still only in a towel.
"I love you," I say as I nuzzle into his chest.
"Can we just stay here forever?"
"I wish. I can't believe it's already Wednesday and half the trip is over," I pout.
"Don't worry, baby. We'll have more trips together, like our honeymoon!"
"Hardin Allen Scott, you stop that right now!" I scold, but Hardin just laughs.
"Marry me and I'll stop," he says innocently.
"I'm going to finish getting ready, now shoo." I shove Hardin out of the bathroom.
When I finish getting ready for the day, I meet Hardin in the kitchen and we have breakfast together.
"I'm starving!" I say as I dig in to the breakfast Hardin made us.
"I bet you are. We worked up quite the appetite this morning." He winks. "Can morning sex and showering together be our new morning routine?"
"Oh, shush!" I throw a balled up napkin at Hardin.
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