Second Yes

"I allowed Ash do the ring thing," Cain says with an eye roll and gets closer to me, instantly making me smile through my endless happy tears, "It's lame, traditional and boring, very unlike me... very like him."

"That is only half true," I whisper, lifting my hand to wipe my eyes. I don't care if I mess up my make up. Cain leaves us for a second so he can reach for something inside the basket in our picnic. In the meanwhile, Ash gets behind me and kisses my cheek as he hugs me. Then Cain comes back with three jewelry boxes, but they are too big to be ring boxes, "What is that?"

"Wait. Before showing you this, I want to warn you... I want all of us to have matching tattoos. Of a ball, the protection ball or whatever," he lets out, that’s unexpected and random and ridiculous. I laugh and nod because, sure? What else could I possibly have in my skin forever except something about them? "However, I also wanted to give you jewelry... but then I thought we should all have something. I wa