#Chapter 212: Goodie-Two-Shoes

Ella “Your turn.” The afterglow of Logan’s successful tattoo, which he thankfully loved, was short-lived once those words left his lips. I had been grinning from ear to ear as I watched him admire his new tattoo; it was the simple outline of a wolf’s head, simple and understated yet unique and, if I may say so myself, utterly handsome on him. But that grin faded almost instantly as Logan turned to me and spoke, a smirk spreading across his lips. “Well, Ell?” he asked. “Did you hear me?” A slight chuckle escaped my lips, but as my gaze darted back and forth between Logan and Rickie, I realized that neither of them was joking. I swallowed—I had never even once considered getting a tattoo before. The idea was thrilling but also daunting. I knew that my parents would have a fit if they ever found out what I had done—or at least, my father certainly would. But something about tonight, about being here with Logan and seeing him embrace his wild side with that wolf tattoo, s