Daisy (lashton)

Chapter 38

"I can't believe you're actually going through with this." Ashton laughed as he turned on his left turn signal and moved into the other lane.

"What? I don't see what the big deal is. I've been meaning to get this done for a while. Plus, your daughter's got some pretty sick tattoo ideas," Luke turned around to grin at the little girl who was humming along to CCR in the backseat, "don't you, little one?"

Daisy grinned at Luke, her missing teeth bringing a smile to Ashton's face as he watched through the rearview mirror. "Yes!"

"Don't get any ideas, Dais, you're not getting any for a looooong time." Ashton chuckled at the pout on his daughter's face as he pulled into the strip mall Luke directed him to. "So, how long have you been coming here?" He asked as they parked in front of a small beat-up shop. The sign: Hawthorne Tattoos hung lopsided in the window, and a smaller sign "Come in, we're open!" hung below it.

Luke shrugged as he unlocked his seatbelt. "Sierra used to live next door to me and Mike, that's how we met. So probably three or so years? I used to let her practice stick-n-poke on me back when she was an apprentice. She does the best color work outside of the city, now." He got out of the car before going to the back seat and getting Daisy out. "Ready to become the youngest tattoo designer, kid?"

Daisy beamed as she latched her arms around Luke's neck and the tall blonde smiled over the top of the car to where Ashton stood looking uneasy.

"Are you sure she's allowed in the shop?" Ashton wasn't sure the protocol on children in a tattoo parlor, but he was sure there was one, and it probably didn't take kindly to kids around tattoo guns. 

"No," Luke laughed, walking around the car to interlock his hand with Ashton's and giving the older boy a reassuring squeeze. "but it's only Si in the shop today. She won't give a fuck. "

"Bad word, Lukey!" Daisy practically yelled in his ear and Ashton had to stifle his laugh as Luke winced.

"Sorry, Dais. Here," Luke sighed as he grabbed a quarter from his pocket and handed it to the young girl. Ashton had noticed Luke started carrying change in his pocket for when he swore and the older man found it absolutely adorable.

Luke set Daisy down as he pushed open the door of the shop, a small twinkling bell above the door catching the attention of a beautiful woman sitting behind the front desk.

"Where's my wife?" Luke called, a bright smile on his face. Even though Ashton knew Luke was just joking, he couldn't help the pang of jealousy that ran up his spine.

"Lu baby!" The woman smiled, making her way around the desk and immediately wrapping her arms around Luke before pulling away to look at him. "It's been a hot minute, I was starting to think you found another shop."

"Oh psh, you know I could never do that to you," Luke threw his arm around the woman's shoulder as he turned her towards where Ashton stood, Daisy latched onto his leg. As they turned to face Ashton, he finally got a good look at the woman. She was about a foot shorter than Luke with long raven hair and a beautiful golden complexion. Her long glittering winged eyeliner accentuated her doe-like brown eyes and she had a large smile spread across her red lips. There was no denying that she was beautiful, even more so with the edgy tattoos that covered her arms and chest.

"Si, there are some people I'd like you to meet," Luke's voice broke Ashton from his examination of the woman and he forced a smile as he met her eye. It wasn't that he disliked her, no. If her smile was anything to go by, Ashton could tell she was a kind person, he was just jealous. Even if she was gay and he had Luke in his bed each night, he couldn't help the jealousy that shot through his stomach, and he knew Luke would never let him live it down.