Being with him had always excited her. Whenever she felt her lips on his, it was like the end of the world where nothing else mattered but this moment only. As she pulled herself away from the kiss, her mind became foggy. She needed a few minutes to recompose herself after pulling away from such a passionate kiss. He was still looking at her, unable to take his eyes off her glistening skin. He told himself he could wait as long as she was his. Heck, he could even wait until the end of time. They continued their walk, though there was a growing tension between them. Their warm palms were clutched together. The tension was not suffocating but inviting and alluring. She suddenly halted outside a tattoo parlor and told him that she wanted to get a tattoo done."Now?" he asked, amused by her utter excitement."Yes, now." The determination in her voice only left him more animated."What kind of a tattoo?" he asked."A phoenix rising from the ashes because what I thought I had lost, I have found again," she said, staring at his lips