Annie's POV
The store is small and intimate tonight with how lightning flashes from outside the glass window.
A small moan and a low hum of the aircon nearby.
I sit with my legs swinging on the high table watching my best friend work.
Ashton has his dark shades in his hair, holding back the long strands, his back is bent and his focus on the tattoo he is drawing on the girl.
The girl asked for a star on her left breast and f**k, I can't stop watching the way Ashton's gentle hands takes care of her.
His leathered hand presses into the soft skin and she moans, I know the moaning isn't from pain of the needle but from his touch.
Ashton has always had that effect on girls, his gaze knows how to get panties wet and n*****s hard…just like I am right now.
I press my legs together and keep
