Chapter 342. Tattoo Desires

Lexcis Aeden Revia

I glimpse over at Chantel and notice that she keeps brushing her fingers over the tattoo on her wrist, over my initials. She does this with a soft smile on her face, glancing down at her inked skin.

I've caught her doing this before. Many times, actually. I've seen her do it once or twice back on the ship, but she does it more lately.

"Why do you keep doing that?" I ask, tilting my head toward her hand.

"To remind me," she says, her voice soft.

I frown. "Remind you of what?"

"That this is real. You're real. It's one of the few things no one can ever take away from me, you know? Unless they skin me, and that's a morbid idea."

I laugh at her words, moving my hand towards her wrist, bringing it up to my lips, and placing a kiss right there.

"I was thinking about getting new tattoos," I told her, contemplating the idea. I have her initials on my n