You Before Me by Lindsay Paige

Author:Lindsay Paige
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: coming of age, you before me, lindsay paige, romance, college, new adult

Chapter Eight

Ryan

I can't believe we just had sex. It was even better than the first time, and I loved that he was in control most of the time. It's different than what I'm used to, but I really liked it. Gabe got up to throw away the condom awhile ago, and now we're still lying in bed. I'm on my stomach, and his fingertips gently glide over my back tattoos as if it's a road and he needs to go down each one. Then I feel his lips press a kiss to my shoulder blade, right where my hummingbird should be. I look over my shoulder at him to see that his eyes are completely captivated by the path his fingers are on. For some reason, that causes me to laugh softly.

“Gabe, you act like you've never seen a tattoo,” I tease.

His eyes flick up to me, but then return to my back. “It's not that. I'm simply fascinated by yours, and I'm just now getting the chance to appreciate them.”

“Why don't you get one?”

His hand stops and lies flat on my back as he places all of his attention on me. Gabe's eyes ever so slightly widen. He almost seems to be considering it, but then he shakes his head. “My mother would never let me in her house again.”

I roll over, his hand coming to lay on my stomach now. He glances at my exposed breasts for a moment. “You're worried about your mother?” I question with laughter in my voice, lifting an eyebrow at him.

Those skillful lips fall in a frown. “I care about what she thinks, Ryan.”

“So you're ready for her to meet me?”

Gabe looks at me with contempt, his lips in a stubborn line, which clearly tells me he isn't. I'm happy about that. After meeting his father, I rather not meet Gabe's mother. Before he can come up with an excuse, I continue.

“I think you should go with me to get my next one, and you should get one too.”

“I don't want one.”

“Really? You've never ever wanted to get a tattoo or are you hiding behind your mother's rules?”

“I'm twenty-five,” he starts in rebuttal.

“And a goody-two shoes. C'mon, Gabe. Get a tattoo with me.” The more I thought about it, the more I wanted him to have one. He would be even hotter with one.

His now dry curls shake with his head. “No. I don't want something on my body forever if you break my heart.” Gabe smiles to soften his blow, but it doesn't bother me one bit.

“I don't want you to get anything related to me, Gabe. Jeesh. Tattoos are supposed to mean something to whoever gets it. All you would have to do is think of something that is so important to you that you want it to decorate your body.”

“Are you saying my body needs to improve?” He smirks.

“Are you avoiding my question?”

“Roll back over, Ryan. I wasn't done.”

I laugh at his disregard for my question, but I do as he wants.

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