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square footage of modern homes. The intimate environment served her well, since she planned to give him a whole new barbershop experience. “Can I use this towel?” she asked, to which he nodded with approval. “Let’s get you out of that shirt.”
Without protest, he lifted the hem of his tee and worked it upward with one hand. She assisted, slipping it past his cast and over his head. With Nico bare-chested, it took everything not to stare or drool. She did both anyway. Little did he know, the cast added to his sexiness. It gave his tough persona vulnerability, which made him even more attractive. “I love your tattoo. What is it?” His artwork covered the round part of his shoulder and his entire upper arm. It stopped just past the bulkiest part of his bicep.
Nico inspected his arm. “It’s just a tribal design I had customized to fit around the word.”
“What word?”
“ Familia. ” He showed her with his finger.
Kayla took a closer look. Oh. Now she saw it. She’d been so preoccupied with his ripped muscles… Black patterns and swirls surrounded the letters. Splashes of red designs framed the dark text. Sexy. Badass. The tattoo artist had done a fabulous job.
She didn’t mind a well-placed tattoo, but some men took it to the extreme. Not Nico. The one tattoo complemented his physique. So did the meaning behind it. Familia . Kayla could relate. She too, put family on a pedestal. “When did you get it done?”
“Got the lettering when I turned eighteen.” He looked at his arm again. “I added the design a few years ago.”
“They did a great job. It’s beautiful.”
He grinned. “Thanks. I’m happy with it.”
Her gaze swept his upper body one more time. Shame she had to cover it up. Kayla pulled the towel off the rack. She folded it in half, length-wise, and draped it around his shoulders. “So, are you ready for me?” With her fingers, she measured his hair. She wouldn’t categorize it as long. The sides weren’t too shabby, just the top needed attention.
“Don’t mess with the sideburns. I’ll do them.”
“Got it,” Kayla said. “Can you spread your legs a little more?”
Looking up at her, he complied. Kayla inched forward between his thighs. His face practically touched her chest, an added bonus–one he seemed to enjoy. She considered his hair carefully before making the first cut.
“You’re not gonna wet it?”
“Wet hair looks longer. If we keep it dry, I’ll cut off less.”
“Keep it dry,” he quickly agreed.
She grabbed the scissors and comb off the vanity and went to work. “Do you have any other tattoos?” Kayla snipped his hair. “Like on your ass?”
“Maybe we shouldn’t talk right now.”
She laughed. “Relax. I can chew bubblegum and walk at the same time.”
“No other tattoos.” He kept his answer short.
“Cool. A special one is all you need.”
“Do you have any?”
“Maybe.” As a tribute to her profession, she had a medical symbol on the right side of her pelvis just above her bikini line. It had a yellow staff entwined by two small green snakes and pretty blue wings at the top of the rod.
“Where?”
“That’s for me to know and you to find out,” she said, keeping an air of mystery. Not everyone got to see her tattoo. Though, when the time came, she’d gladly show it off to Nico.
“Okaaay.”
She loved getting a rise out of him. “If you behave, maybe I’ll let you see it later.”
“Oh, I’ve been behaving. You on the other hand…”
Listen to him. If her memory served her correctly, he initiated those kisses. “Whatever. Quit acting like a Boy Scout.”
“I’m not the instigator.”
Partially true. She’d baited him. Kayla found the whole thing thoroughly amusing. She laughed to herself. “Is that a complaint?”
“You’re cutting too much. I can hear it.”
“Oops. I’m sorry,” she said, yanking his chain. Bet she could rile him real good in bed.
Nico leaned back so fast he almost fell off
Without protest, he lifted the hem of his tee and worked it upward with one hand. She assisted, slipping it past his cast and over his head. With Nico bare-chested, it took everything not to stare or drool. She did both anyway. Little did he know, the cast added to his sexiness. It gave his tough persona vulnerability, which made him even more attractive. “I love your tattoo. What is it?” His artwork covered the round part of his shoulder and his entire upper arm. It stopped just past the bulkiest part of his bicep.
Nico inspected his arm. “It’s just a tribal design I had customized to fit around the word.”
“What word?”
“ Familia. ” He showed her with his finger.
Kayla took a closer look. Oh. Now she saw it. She’d been so preoccupied with his ripped muscles… Black patterns and swirls surrounded the letters. Splashes of red designs framed the dark text. Sexy. Badass. The tattoo artist had done a fabulous job.
She didn’t mind a well-placed tattoo, but some men took it to the extreme. Not Nico. The one tattoo complemented his physique. So did the meaning behind it. Familia . Kayla could relate. She too, put family on a pedestal. “When did you get it done?”
“Got the lettering when I turned eighteen.” He looked at his arm again. “I added the design a few years ago.”
“They did a great job. It’s beautiful.”
He grinned. “Thanks. I’m happy with it.”
Her gaze swept his upper body one more time. Shame she had to cover it up. Kayla pulled the towel off the rack. She folded it in half, length-wise, and draped it around his shoulders. “So, are you ready for me?” With her fingers, she measured his hair. She wouldn’t categorize it as long. The sides weren’t too shabby, just the top needed attention.
“Don’t mess with the sideburns. I’ll do them.”
“Got it,” Kayla said. “Can you spread your legs a little more?”
Looking up at her, he complied. Kayla inched forward between his thighs. His face practically touched her chest, an added bonus–one he seemed to enjoy. She considered his hair carefully before making the first cut.
“You’re not gonna wet it?”
“Wet hair looks longer. If we keep it dry, I’ll cut off less.”
“Keep it dry,” he quickly agreed.
She grabbed the scissors and comb off the vanity and went to work. “Do you have any other tattoos?” Kayla snipped his hair. “Like on your ass?”
“Maybe we shouldn’t talk right now.”
She laughed. “Relax. I can chew bubblegum and walk at the same time.”
“No other tattoos.” He kept his answer short.
“Cool. A special one is all you need.”
“Do you have any?”
“Maybe.” As a tribute to her profession, she had a medical symbol on the right side of her pelvis just above her bikini line. It had a yellow staff entwined by two small green snakes and pretty blue wings at the top of the rod.
“Where?”
“That’s for me to know and you to find out,” she said, keeping an air of mystery. Not everyone got to see her tattoo. Though, when the time came, she’d gladly show it off to Nico.
“Okaaay.”
She loved getting a rise out of him. “If you behave, maybe I’ll let you see it later.”
“Oh, I’ve been behaving. You on the other hand…”
Listen to him. If her memory served her correctly, he initiated those kisses. “Whatever. Quit acting like a Boy Scout.”
“I’m not the instigator.”
Partially true. She’d baited him. Kayla found the whole thing thoroughly amusing. She laughed to herself. “Is that a complaint?”
“You’re cutting too much. I can hear it.”
“Oops. I’m sorry,” she said, yanking his chain. Bet she could rile him real good in bed.
Nico leaned back so fast he almost fell off
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