That's a good sign. Malayah doesn't want me to buy shit for her, that shows she ain't a gold digger, but I still wanna buy it for her. Even though we not together I still wanna buy it for her.
"Come on, please ma, it would look so good on you," I plea.
"No Kimetrius," she says, walking to a different rack. I like the way she says my name. It gives me butterflies and if you know me I got a little obsession with butterflies.
"Ya know you gotta lot of tattoos," she says looking me up and down tryna change the subject.
"Yeah I know," I say, "you got any?"
"No," she says.
"You eva wanted one?" I ask her.
"Well yes but I don't know, I never had anyone to go with me, Tessa is afraid of needles, if she saw one, she'd faint," she says giggling. It's like music to my ears, it's cute as fuck.
I grab her hand.
"Come on," I say.
"Where are we going?" Malayah asks.
"You finna get a tattoo," I say. I head to the tattoo store across the store.
"I don't have any money Skies," she whines.
"Well I do."
***
"So what kinda tattoo you want ma?" The tattoo man asks Malayah. She gives me an uneasy look.
"Um I don't know," she says.
"Here's a book, look through it and tell me which one you want," he says, walking away.
"I like that one," I say pointing at a bed of flowers tattoo.
"Yeah me too, but where should it go? And it looks like a lot, it's gonna hurt," she says, unsure if she wants to get it.
I learn into her ear and put my hand on the lower part of her back.
"You can get it on your thigh, that would look sexy as fuck," I say.
I can feel her body shiver.
"Yeah but ya know, I gotta pull my pants down and I don't feel comfortable with him," she points out.
" A girl can do it," I say.
"Okay, excuse me, sir," she calls for the dude.
"Yes?" He says walking up to us.
"I would like this one on my thigh, but would it be okay if a girl did it?" Malayah asks him.
"That's fine," he says, "Lea, come here."
A little white girl with finger waves comes up to us.
"Yes Dave?" She says rudely.
"Can you do her tattoo?" He says pointing towards Malayah.
"Yeah sure," she says, "what do you want?"
"Uh, can I get this, but on the side of my thigh?" She asks, pointing at the tattoo drawing.
"Of course, but you're gonna have to pull down your pants, so we should head all the way to the back so nobody can see you with your pants down," she says amusingly.
Malayah laughs and nods.
"And is your boyfriend coming," she asks.
"Oh he's-," I cut Malayah off.
"Yeah I'm coming," I say. Lea nods and we walk towards the back. Malayah looks up at me and gives me a weak smile, I wink at her and she looks at her feet.
