Friday comes faster than expected and Piper finds herself choosing what to wear. She goes for a white blouse and jeans.
Applying some make up on her blue eyes, she looks at the reflection in the mirror and a weird feeling appears again.
She feels like a weight in her stomach, like she is a bundle of nerves. Why is she so nervous? It is all about the tattoo, right?
She is leaving to get a tattoo, not for some fancy date.
Date? How did she even get to think about that? Damn, she feels so confused. "What the hell", she tells to herself.

The moment she exits the subway, she finds out it's raining. No, it's pouring. And of course, no umbrella.
And that white blouse starts to become sticky.
She starts to run. The store isn't far from the subway but she has to run because she is late, of course she is.
She opens the door and looks at the clock on the wall: 7.20pm. Alex is there, working on some boy's arm.

"Sorry, I'm late." - that's all Piper manages to say to the brunette who doesn't even turn her head to see who is the new guest.
"No problem. Make yourself comfortable." - Alex replies, without leaving her task. So Piper sits on the couch and wait for the woman.

After 10-15 minutes, the dark-haired woman is done. Then she stands up and goes where Piper is, leaving the boy there, dressing himself.

"I had to finish it. Sorry for the wait." - she looks at her with a sweet smile and then starts to laugh.
"Why so wet?" - the brunette asks after noticing the girl's wet blouse.
"Maybe it's raining?" - Piper replies.
"Oh. Didn't notice it. Aren't you freezing?"
"Kind of." - the blonde tells with a smile, looking at the woman standing in front of her.

So fucking tall, so fucking perfect.
She can't avoid to follow that walking perfection with her eyes as the brunette leaves the room.
She says something to the boy, gives him some lotion and gets his money. They're alone in the store now.
Everything is quiet, the only noise is made by the clock on the wall.
The brunette disappears in a room behind the small bed and comes back with a towel and an hoodie.

"Take off your shirt." - everytime the brunette says something equivocal, Piper feels a weird feeling in her stomach. Well, somewhere close to it.

The brunette suddenly notices the double meaning and the effect it did on Piper and smiles.

"Or you'll get sick. Here." - she handles her the stuff. Piper takes them, strips off of her blouse and starts to dry herself.
"We're doing it on the bed." - Alex tells her and Piper is almost sure the brunette is trying to say every possible thing with a double meaning.
And she is catching every double meaning.
Why the hell she is taking in the wrong/sexual way everything the brunette tells her?

"What?" - she asks to the tall woman.
"The tattoo. What else?" - the brunette starts to giggle, she is having so much fun, Pipes guesses.

Damn, why are you so dumb? What are you doing? Why are you reading between the lines? Lines that doesn't even exist.
She sits on the bed and wait for Alex to come there. Then, she lays down.

"Ready?" - that sultry voice asks her, a few inches away, sat on a chair beside her.
"Yes! Mark me!" - and after saying it, she just wants to drown in that small bed. The brunette arches her eyebrown and smirk.
So she isn't the only one getting words in the wrong way. Anyway, Alex doesn't say anything and starts her work. Thank God.

After more than 20 minutes close to this woman, Piper understands something. She likes her.
She has never thought about liking women. But she likes this one. She likes her touch.
She likes the way Alex looks at her, making her feel like she is reading her soul.
She likes her smell, the way she bites inside her lips while working. Who is this woman?

"I have to take a break, my arm hurts and I'm fucking hungry." - Alex says.
"Oh, okay."
"You want to join me for a pizza?"
"Sounds perfect!"

Does it happen all the time? Going for a tattoo and eating a pizza while having it?
Although everything sounds so weird, she feels nothing is wrong about it.
The tattoo is almost over but looks like Alex isn't in a hurry to finish it. And Piper feels the same way.
After making the pizza call, Alex sits again near the blonde and looks at her intensely.

"What?" - Piper asks, meeting the brunette gaze.
"Nothing. Just looking at you." - the brunette seems lost in her thoughts, staring at her, and Piper starts to blush.
"Does it bother you?" - Alex asks.
"I don't know. Why are you looking at me?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know?"
"Yeah, I don't know." - the look they are giving each other is kind of crazy.

If someone had to walk in in that moment, that someone would feel completely uncomfortable to interrupt that heavy exchange of looks.
They're like studying each others, trying to understand what's going on.
Trying to understand why they feel like they are deeply connected. Piper suddenly realizes she is attracted by that girl.
She doesn't just like her. She doesn't just like her touch, she craves for that touch.
She doesn't just like the way Alex looks at her, she fucking drowns in that gaze.
The brunette leans closer to her, moving a lock of blonde hair behind her ear.
The pale hand rests on her cheek for a few seconds, caressing with that soft thumb, but Piper can swear it feels like hours.
They keep on looking at each others, Piper takes her hand on the brunette's hand laying on her face and strokes it. Smiles at her.
Alex looks confused but smiles too and she's about to say something.
The moment is interrupted by the door's bell. Pizza is there.

The brunette stands up while eating and closes the curtains on the front door and flips on 'closed' the signal on it.

"I usually don't work past this time."
"Do you want me to go?"
"What? No, we have to finish. I meant I won't take new clients after you."

Alex goes back to work but this time she sits on the edge of the small bed, stealing all the space between them.
She is so close to her. The blonde just wants to touch her pale skin. Run her palm on that tattoed arm. Kiss it.
Oh damn. Alex is staring at her while she is staring at the brunette's arm. She didn't even notice the work is over.
She has a tattoo. So she looks at it and it's beautiful, better than the picture.
"I love it! You're really good at that."
"Thank you."
"What else are you good at?" - the words slip off of her mouth before she can understand what she said.
"Many things, kid." - Alex tells her with that fucking hot smirk.
"Oh, really?"

They're totally flirting. She hasn't imagined anything. Alex is hitting on her.
The brunette spreads some lotion on Piper's shoulder and covers it with some paper.
Starts to explain her how to wash it, how many times she needs to do all the stuff.
But she is lost in her touch, that tender travel that Alex's hand is doing slowly on her skin.
'Yeah, whatever', Piper thinks starring at Alex who's still talking about the tattoo.

"Hoy? Are you listening to me?"
"Sorry. Can you repeat?"
"Yes." - she smirks and then leans in. Barely touching the blonde's ear with her lips, she whispers something.
"Water and lotion. 3 times a day. For a week at least."

How can someone be so fucking sexy by saying water and lotion? The thought is suddenly interrupted by something.
Someone. Alex. Lips. Oh fuck.
She feels the brunette's lips on her neck. Gently pressing on it. Warmly kissing her. A shiver ran through the blonde's body.
Then Alex leaves the spot and faces the blonde like before, waiting for Piper to tell something.
She needs a moment to gather some words. All she can think about is how much she needs those lips on her again.

"Do you always say good-bye to your clients like this?"
"No. I just have a policy."
"What policy?"
"Fullfill the client need." - the older woman says smirking.
"Oh, you're so dutiful." - Piper says with a serious face.
"I know."
"Will I get a discount?"
"Totally." - she smiles. A lovely smile. But also teasingful. And hot. Damn, she is so hot.