Ivy's POV
Five hours later, Nancy and I emerged from the tattoo parlor with wide grins stretching across our faces. The fresh ink on our skin was still tender, but the pain was worth it.
"Thank you both for coming in specially for us," I said, leaning in to give both ZACH and Jacob a quick kiss on the cheek as we stepped outside.
"Our pleasure entirely," ZACH called back, closing the door behind us with a soft click of the lock.
Nancy glanced back at the darkened storefront with raised eyebrows. "They're not staying open today?"
"No, they're typically closed. They made an exception just for us." I linked my arm through hers, careful to avoid her fresh tattoo as we strolled into the crowded mall. "So, what's next on our agenda?"
