You Got Me

thirty-four..

"Nayeli. Please be one hundred percent sure before you do this, baby," Armani said as she and Samara sat, scrolling through their phones.

"I am sure, babe," she giggled.

"You sure you ain't been drinking or something?" he squinted his eyes at her.

"No babe! I'm fine, I promise," she and Samara both laughed. "Why aren't you telling Lea this?"

"Because Lea likes being reckless," he chuckled as Bri walked through the door. Tripp was behind her literally asking her the exact same questions.

Today, all three girls were getting tattoos.

Nayeli had been wanting tattoos since she was young. Her father had them all over and her mom had small dainty ones that she loved. She was completely in love with all of Armani's tattoos, and she wanted one for herself. She was actually getting two but she didn't tell him that.

"For someone with as many tattoos as you have, you'd think you'd be all for it," she smirked, looking at his completely covered arm. There were more on his back, and his neck as well.

"I am for it, mamí, I just wanna make sure you are," he said, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

"Trust me, I am. I've been waiting for this for a very long time, Mani," she assured him. "I'll be fine I promise," she smiled, leaning up to kiss him.

"Okay, okay, lemme see it again" he finally conceded, and she nodded, showing him the picture off her phone.

"That's pretty mamas. You have a high pain tolerance?" he asked her.

"Um, mildly. I'll probably cry, but you're gonna hold my hand, right?" she asked, and he laughed. "I'm serious!"

"I know, I know. Yes, I'm gonna hold your hand, baby. Whatever you want. Lea what you getting?" he looked over at her.

"I'm getting this," she turned her phone to show a pretty picture of a bird and some flowers.