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Emmett was already working on some guy when I got to the shop. He was getting a woman's name tatted on his neck. I went into the back and started doing some paperwork. It was almost noon when I finished .I sat up my station in the private room for Bella. I wanted to definitely get to know her better today. Maybe I could even get up the balls to ask her out. I've been so afraid that she's not ready for it. But, sometimes it seems like she's waiting for me to make a move.

Just then the door chimed. Bella walked in wearing a pair of yoga pants that hugged her perfect ass so tightly and a black spaghetti top. I lead her back to the room and had her lay down and take off her top, so I would have better access to her tattoo. My dick just about ripped out to attack her she was wearing a red lacy bra. This girl will be the death of me.

The tattoo had healed great. I went straight to work on the shading and color. We were quiet for a bit I decided to break the silence

"So tell me about your tattoos?"

"Witch ones?"

"All of them?"

"Ok Well I have the cupcakes on my forearm because I love to bake. It was my one of the first things my mom taught me to make. My pin-up girl is kind of my alter ego she sexy and tough and strong knows what she wants she's the girl I aspire to be." she said pointing to the chef pin-up girl on her shoulder she looked just like Bella but seemed more confidant and happy.

"I see that girl sitting here you know?" I said causing her to blush. "What about this one I said pointing to the heart on her chest

"Well I got it because I wear my emotions out in the open. I can never hide anything my face always gives it away. It's a little battered for my hard times and locked because no one has the key. Yet."

"What about this one?" I said pointing to the one I was working on. She began to look pained again. and I wished I hand said it.

BPOV

He wanted to know more about this one he knew about Jake but not about everything.

"Well Jake was amazing he was my savior. he was the best when he wasn't sick he could always make me smile. he could read me like book. I got the heart because it's what my chest feels like sometimes. It feels like I'm barely hanging on sometimes."

Why the razor?"

Well the razor because its promise I made to him after he died as one of his last wishes. The clock represents time because it's what I need to get better and what he didn't have and what he wants me to have to carry out my dreams. The words are one of the last things he said to me."

"OH," he said placing a hand on my cheek wiping away the tear that had formed.

"You know the detail you added is perfect." I half smiled.

"Bella he would want you to be happy you know?"

"I know it's getting better especially when I'm with you"

He blushed and kept working. I can't believe I just said that to him. He was quiet for a while a smile playing on his lips.

EPOV

I can't believe she just said that. I couldn't help but blush I smiled to myself. I would definitely have to ask her out soon. She was quiet for a bit and then she asked me about my tattoos. I told her I got jack from nightmare before Christmas, because it was the last movie my parents took me to see before they passed away. I had Cullen cress on my fore arm. For the love I had of my adoptive parents Carlisle and Esme. I had an apple on my sleeve. Telling her how I would always get myself in trouble going for the forbidden fruit. She asked about the blank spot I had on my chest that was peaking from my shirt. I told I was saving it for told her it was for the thing that was missing in my life. Just then I finished her tattoo.

She stood up slowly I could tell she was sore. It had been almost 4 hours when she looked in the mirror. Instantly the hurt and pain returned to her face and she began to fall. But, I caught her wrapping my arms around her being careful not to touch the ink.

"I just wish I could have said goodbye."

I let her cry in my shoulder for a while. Finally she claimed down and began to pull back. When I looked in her eyes I could see that the worst was over. But more than anything I could see a change like some weight had been lifted. She was looking at me our faces so close. I could smell her freesia shampoo and I couldn't help myself I started to close the distance...

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