Chapter 67

"Oh my gosh," Crystal said as we drove back to the Hooker House to collect her car. "I cannot believe I did that."

"It looks good," I said. "Really good. And you can barely notice it."

"But I know it’s there," Crystal turned her head, smiled, and grabbed my hand. "I feel really special, John."

"You are, babe," I said.

"But, oh my gosh, it’s so cute," she said and pulled up her shirt. "I don’t know what I’m going to tell my husband if he sees it."

I glanced over and smiled at her. There was a clear bandage over the light blue infinity symbol tattooed underneath her left breast. If Crystal was being honest about her husband’s interest -- or lack thereof -- in sex, he wouldn’t notice it. But I didn’t care if he did.

Crystal was mine now.

The dog days of summer had set in. The official high temperature -- you could just ask Rita the weather girl -- had hit