Page 2 of Inked Heart

The wall I crash into, suddenly turns to face me. I suck in a deep breath, as I am not prepared for the tattooed God standing in front me. He is holding a tiny baby girl, in the crook of his arm. My ovaries, who have never spoken to me, just fucking exploded. He is ridiculously hot, from his overly tight t-shirt and his perfect fitting dark wash jeans, right down to his steel toed boots. He stares at me hard, but he looks pissed. Maybe.

” Hey watch out you big…O…”. I say breathlessly. Why the fuck do I sound like a girl from a porn movie. It’s so unlike me.

“Don’t worry about it, Angel.” Angel? Who does this guy think he is?

“My name is Kitty, not Angel.”

“Eldridge Monte-q, at your service. I’d shake your hand, but they are kind of full now.”

The comment reminds me that he is holding my kryptonite. This man holding a baby, makes my hormones go into overdrive. I stare at him with my mouth hanging open. I only realize the latter when he uses an index finger, which is apparently on an unshakeable hand and tips my mouth closed.

“Angel you’ll catch flies like that.” He says with a slight smirk.

“I said my name is Kitty. Kitty Heart.”

“Your parents named you that?” He says with a raised eyebrow.

“What? No, of course not. My name is Katherine, but no one and I mean no one calls me that, Eldridge.” I say with as much sass as I can manage.

“Just El, Angel.” Amusement lights his face now.

Why does he keep calling me that? I cannot be around him or I’m going to do something stupid, I just know it. I walk away in a huff and make my way to Ava, hoping I can calm down. Ava and I met a million years ago, when her and Penny first came here for their summers. We became and have continued to be long distance best friends, which is why we have always made every effort to be there for all the big stuff. Hence the reason I am here now.

As a tattoo artist, I must be a people person. Unfortunately, I am not. Ava knows this about me and so I don’t know why I couldn’t meet the babies when it was just us. Whatever. In the back of my mind, I am still thinking about the mountain of a man from earlier. Eldridge. Just thinking about him, brings forth even more wetness from my pussy. I’ve never been this wet before.

“Hello, Kitty. Can you hear me?” Ava asks me, waiving her free hand in front of my face.

“What? Yes of course. No, I am sorry Ava. What were you saying?” I ask laughingly.

“Geez, I was talking to you for maybe five minutes. Anyway, this is Ezra.” She says, sliding him into my arms and causing me to melt when he makes little cooing noises at me.

“He’s beautiful Ava. As is Abby. I am overjoyed and happy for you.” I am not jealous at all, I swear. I say to myself.

“You met Abby. I know El is around here somewhere with her.”

“Oh yeah. I met them both.” I am either blushing or having a hot flash. Considering I am only twenty-three, it is probably not that. I smile to myself and look down at the little bundle in my arms; as I pull him close and snuggle him to my cheek.

“What’s that blush for Kitty? You like El?” Bitch. She knows I don’t date. Ever. I don’t have time, nor have I found anyone I would want to make time for.

But El… He gives me pause. “I don’t know what you are talking about AvaLynn Crawford. Leave me be.”

“Fine. I have something super important I need to ask you anyhow.” I look up at her and away from Ezra. Her eyes are wide and full of unshed tears.

“What is it? Is something wrong?” I ask her, now worried for my best friend.

“No, nothing like that. Ham and I were wondering if you would consider being Ezra and Abby’s godmother.” I am floored.

“Why me?” That is all I manage to utter, because I am almost speechless.

“They have plenty of aunts and uncles and we want you to be a part of our family as well.” There are tears in my eyes now and I let them fall, splashing all over the baby. He cries out and my heart clutches. I automatically shush by pulling him closer to me and giving him comfort. Amazingly, he stops crying.

“Ava, I don’t know what to say except, hell yes. I am humbled and honored you asked me.” Ava gives me a side hug as she smiles at my answer.

“Are you good with him? Or do you need me to take him?” She has a knowing smile on her face as she asks.

“I am good, go mingle. Have some wine.” I know she can drink, since she is not able to breastfeed the babies.

“I think I will. Thank you for everything, especially agreeing to our request”

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