'Love, what's that' he asks, turns around to see him pointing towards my lower back,
'What's what?' I ask confusion dipping from my voice,
'The thing on your back' I turn towards the mirror and see the faint out line of my humming bird tattoo still there from when I first got it done
'A tattoo, why?' I go back to trying to find my shirt,
'Yes I know that but what it is of' I tilt my head up and smirk at him when i see the frustration outlined on his face,
'It's a humming bird' I say turning to him to gage his reaction,
'Interesting choice love' he murmurs coming up and wrapping me in his arms, while tracing the outline of said tattoo to perfection,
'Well I once heard this story from a very knowledgeable man and I wanted to remember that story, have you heard it'
'Well I might have heard it around I heard that this man I very handsome too, am I wrong ?'
'oh no you are right I heard that to' I lean into him even more and stand to my tip toes, while he ducks his head and captures my lips in a blaze of fire and passion.
