This was why she was always so confused. Her body wanted to do one thing while her mind needed to do another. Add in her heart, and she had no idea what she was doing.
“Enough, you two,” Maya said with a laugh. “Get in the damn chair, Gallagher. Let’s see what you’ve done with my precious work since you won’t wear enough sunscreen when you’re acting all manly working without your shirt.”
Blake snorted and pulled away as her next client walked in. “Have fun, you two. I have a piercing to do.”
Graham nodded at her, and for a moment, she saw the pain she’d seen the night before when he’d spoken of Cynthia. Then he blinked it away. He was good at hiding that, but now that she knew a little more about him, she had a feeling she’d be seeing that look in his eyes more often.
And what she would do with that…she didn’t know.
“So, you really don’t care that I pierced Murphy’s dick?” she asked as she picked up another slice of pizza.
After he’d gotten his tattoo touched up, and Blake finished the two cartilage piercings she had on her schedule, Maya told her to head out. Not wanting to anger the pregnant woman, Blake had left the shop with Graham. Instead of going out to eat, they’d ended up at his place with a pizza and salad, along with a couple of beers. She would need to drive home later no matter what happened, in case Rowan needed to come home early from the party, but she could stay for a little while yet. The fact that she could just as easily drive from Graham’s to pick up Rowan wasn’t lost on her, but she didn’t want to be away from home when her baby was out of the house. And since she didn’t want to be away from home when her baby was in the house, that made for tricky situations when it came to relationships.
Graham had just taken a drink of his beer as she asked him about his brother’s dick in her hand so she wasn’t surprised when he choked on it. She handed him a napkin, and he wiped his beard, his eyes narrowed.
“You did that on purpose,” he growled.
Blake held up both hands. “No, that was just a happy accident.”
“Wench.”
“Bruiser.”
He winked. “As for you piercing Murphy? Yeah, it made me a little jealous that you’d seen his dick before you saw mine, but as you’re here with me now, and I’m planning to fuck you over that chair in a bit, I call it a wash.”
This time, she choked on her beer. She glared at him as he handed over a napkin, an innocent expression on his face. “You did that on purpose,” she said, mimicking his words.
“Did I?” He blinked. “But for real, it’s your job, Blake. If I had a problem with it, then it would be my problem. The fact that you pierced him with a very large needle right after he dropped trou helps matters. Hell, I remember how much pain I was in when I got mine. Hurt like a bitch, but worth it in the end.”
Blake straightened. “Your dick is pierced?” How had she not felt it when she’d rubbed up against him? And now, all she could think about was his dick and what it looked like with the piercing…and how fucking amazing it would feel inside her.
“Yeah, most of the Gallaghers do. And now I’m done talking about my brothers’ junk. Got any piercings of your own?”
Blake shook her head as she pulled on her earlobe where she had a simple stud. “Not right now. I’ve had a lot of piercings over the years—nipples, clitoral hood, nose, tongue, brow, all that, but I’ve since taken them out.” She shrugged. “I know it’s a good policy to have them as a kind of resume to those who come in, but I rotate them in and out. Right now, they’re out.”
He stared at her intently. “I’d have liked to see them.”
She licked her lips. “Maybe one day.” She needed to calm herself before she jumped him. So, of course, her mind went in the opposite direction. “What other piercings do you have?”
“Just the one,” he replied. “Thinking about getting my nipples pierced, but I’m not getting any younger.”
Blake rolled her eyes. “You’re not ninety, and even then, whatever. You’re still firm and built, Graham. And you’re not a woman who has to worry about gravity like that. Of course, even then, I’d say fuck it and pierce those suckers when they point to the ground. They’re your nipples, you know. But when you want yours done, just come in.” She shook her finger at him. “No one pierces you but me. I’m proprietary.”
“You and Maya both.” He leaned over the table between them and kissed her, not too hard, not too soft. “Got it, Blake. My nipples are yours.” He pulled back and let his gaze linger on her breasts. “Now about your nipples...”
She couldn’t help it, she laughed. “Is that a line?”
Graham smiled wide. “You like it?”
Her nipples, now once again receiving his attention, pebbled against her very thin bra. Little traitors.
“I’ve heard better,” she breathed. Okay, she needed to get into the game here. She was going to have sex with Graham tonight; that much was clear. But she didn’t usually let the guy have full control. She couldn’t allow that, no matter how much she might want to let go and have someone take care of her for a little bit.
She couldn’t afford to have that kind of peace.