D.H on My Ass

HOLLY’S POV

I grinned.

Like a Cheshire Cat. Then I whispered, “I have a tattoo.”

Silence.

Then—“No. Where?”

“On my butt.”

She screamed.

“What does it say?!”

I buried my face in my hands. “It’s not words. It’s initials.”

She gasped. “Whose initials?!”

I peeked through my fingers, giving he...