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 fuck, I can't stop watching the way Ashton's gentle hands takes ...