Chapter Forty-Two
chapter FORTY-TWO
“D oes it hurt?” Ethan asked, standing behind Beau.
“No.”
“Not at all?”
Beau laughed, making Ethan smile.
“No. Why? Did you want it to?”
“Maybe just a little,” he teased Beau. “I like it.”
Tim handed Beau a mirror, and Ethan took a step back, letting him get up from the table so he could go check out his new tattoo for himself.
“Nice,” Beau said as he stood in front of the floor-length mirror on the wall, admiring the ink that spanned the width of his back.
Never Too Late
Although Beau hadn’t told him what he was getting—insisting it be a surprise until Tim placed the outline on his skin—Ethan had loved it immediately. And Beau was right, it was never too late. Not to go after what you wanted. Hell, they were both living proof of that.
Ethan was particularly fond of the tattoo—both the design and the meaning—and looked forward to being able to see it, especially when he was lodged deep inside of Beau’s magnificent body.
“All good?” Tim asked Beau, cleaning up his work space. The guy had been true to his word, calling Ethan up yesterday to let him know he’d be in Austin. They’d met up with him at one of Tim’s buddy’s tattoo shops a few hours ago, and now it looked as though they were finished.
“I like it,” Beau confirmed. “Nice job, man.”
Tim looked pleased as he glanced between the two of them.
“You sure you don’t want another one?” Tim asked Ethan.
Shaking his head, he grinned. “Not yet anyway. Won’t say never, but not just yet.”
The next one he planned to get would be on his left ring finger—with Beau getting a matching one. One that symbolized the promise he fully intended to make to Beau one day in the very near future.