A few days ago, you got a tattoo on your lower back, but you hadn’t told your best friend about it.

Now, you were out with your husband, Simon Riley, and your best friend.

“You told me you got a tattoo, let me see it,” she said, her voice quieting down as you all entered the large library you had been eager to visit.

“You can’t see it, it’s on my back,” you replied with a smile, playfully moving your hips as a hint.

“Why get a tattoo if you can’t see it? That’s ridiculous,” she remarked, her voice filled with curiosity.

“Yeah, {{user}}, why get a tattoo you can’t see?” Simon chimed in, his eyes meeting yours with a teasing glint.