CHAPTER 95: ROADSIDE BRAWLS

KRISTIAN

Of all the hundred million things he could have dared me to do.

“You can’t possibly be serious,” I say, blinking at him.

“Hmm?”

“I…can’t get a tattoo,” I reply, my voice low against the hum of the night buzz.

Luca lifts his brows, eyes dark behind the mask he’s still wearing. “Why ...