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memories for Jayne.
    She might write erotic stories for a hobby, so it could be argued that she wasn’t innocent. The way she’d blushed when he’d shown her the rose tattoo drawings told him that she was. He remembered that her first tattoo session was the following afternoon and an odd mix of anticipation and dread filled his gut.
    I had to go and draw a design that would require her to be practically nude on the table for each session, didn’t I?
    He’d worried that he’d hurt her feelings the night before, when he’d declined her request. As he’d given her all the reasons why he couldn’t and wouldn’t give her what she asked for, his inner caveman had been in an uproar, shouting reasons why he could give her what she wanted.
    It would be impossible to just walk away from her after making love to her, and she’d given no indicator she wanted more. He was single, and in his prime, and normally he would’ve given the offer more thought. But there was something about Jayne, with her innocent, yet seductive, ways that spoke of permanence and commitment that she hadn’t also asked for. But his body craved her and the following afternoon was going to test his willpower.
    His good intentions were going to be strained to their limits but he wasn’t going to be the one to shortchange her dream. She’d come that far and she deserved it.

Chapter Three
     
    What in the fuck have I gotten myself into?
    That thought echoed in Seth’s brain over and over again as he waited for Jayne to arrive. She’d called a few minutes before and told him she was on her way to Divine Ink from the library.
    To make sure she understood the commitment she was making, he planned to draw the basic design on with a hypoallergenic marker first. If she still liked it, then he’d begin tattooing her. She didn’t seem the flaky type, but in his years as a tattoo artist, he’d seen people back out at the first twinge of pain, or have “buyer’s remorse” after the process was started.
    He was willing to admit that her happiness with this tattoo meant more to him than any of the others he’d ever done. He didn’t doubt his skills. He just wanted her to be pleased with it long-term and to have a positive experience to remember in the years to come.
    The bell jingled, and Jayne walked in the front door and smiled at him. Her cheeks were flushed a pretty rosy color, and she seemed in good spirits.
    “Before we get started, Seth, I’m sorry for putting you on the spot last night. It was the adrenaline, and the heightened emotions of the moment. I got carried away and put the cart before the horse. Could we pretend yesterday didn’t happen at all?” Her unusual blue-green eyes shone with hope, and he couldn’t help but smile.
    She went right to him when he opened his arms and hugged him back. “If it makes you feel better, I will. But I enjoyed that story you were writing.”
    “It’s still embarrassing to know you’ve gotten a look inside my head like that.”
    Seth chuckled as he directed her around the counter and behind the partitioning wall, to the back of the studio where his more private workspace was set up. “I thought it was good and I think a lot people might agree.”
    She snorted in disbelief. “What would you like me to do?”
    Make an offer I can’t refuse.
    Biting his tongue on what he really wanted to say, he showed her where to stow her clothing and her purse. “I’m going to sketch the basic design on you with a marker so you can see the placement and we can make changes to your liking. Are you ticklish?”
    “Not really.” She gulped as she held the top button of her blouse between her fingertips. “Is this where it gets weird or uncomfortable, because of what happened last night?”
    Seth gently grasped her hand. “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, Jayne. It’s not weird for me. I want you to be able to relax because this will take several sessions. Once we’re sure you like the placement of the