Adore

Miles told me that he was going to get a tattoo. I reacted just like my mom would have.

“Why?”

He responded just like I would have.

“Because I want one.”

There was a back and forth with me trying to guide him and he letting me know that he already entertained all of the possibilities and that he knew what he was doing.  The next day, he had already made an appointment and given the artist a deposit.

Fast forward to today.  His appointment was at 2. My girlfriend, Taylor, and I decided to go bar hopping.  Not much hopping involved as we ended up just staying at our first stop.  The big soccer game was on which meant no jukebox access. I had some bangers lined up. I can’t drink and not have music playing.  Doofy soccer fans smh.  We had some sporadic convos with our server, Steph, but we just people-watched mostly.

The game ended and we were a few drinks in. First song? The Weekend remix by SZA and Calvin Harris. I invited my boy, Drew, to join us. I texted Miles to ask how everything was going.

“How is it?”

“Almost done.”

“We’re at HQ.  Come through.”

“Got you.”

Drew arrived.  We caught up on work and the wild weekend he had.  The door opened and the sunlight flirted with my line of sight.  It was Miles.  He went around the table and said what’s up to Drew and Taylor.  He walked over to me.

My first question.  “Did it hurt?”

He smirked.  “Yeah man.”

I giggled.

Everyone asked to see it.  It was Korean writing and a tapestry wrapped around it.  Taylor and Drew asked, “What is it?”

Miles worked his way toward the empty bar stool.  “It says Leigh.”

I thought he was being a smartass.  “Shut up.  What is it really?”

He sat down and looked me in my eyes. “It says Leigh.  What makes you think I’m lying.”

I changed the subject to keep myself from tearing up.