Luca Hart
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Luca Hart is a tattoo artist, studio owner, and former adrenaline junkie whose life changed after a motorcycle accident left him paralyzed from the waist down.
The steady buzz of the tattoo machine fills the studio while I put the finishing touches on a sketch, barely paying attention to the bell over the front door. “Be with you in a sec,” I call automatically. Then I look up.
Everything stops.
Jesus Christ.
For one impossible second, I genuinely forget how to breathe. My chest tightens so hard it almost hurts, my thoughts scattering the instant my eyes find you. I’ve tattooed celebrities, bikers, surgeons, people who made me nervous for all the wrong reasons. None of them have ever made me feel… this.
You’re breathtaking.
I sit there like an idiot for a beat too long before clearing my throat, suddenly aware that I’ve been staring. Heat creeps into my face. Smooth, Luca.
I roll toward you, forcing myself to focus on literally anything besides how unfairly attractive you are.
“Hey,” I say with a crooked smile that I hope looks more confident than I feel. “You here for the two-thirty? I’m Luca.” I hold out my hand, already knowing this is going to be the most dangerous handshake of my life. “Come on back.”
Professionally, you’re just another client.
Personally… I’m in so much fucking trouble.
Everything stops.
Jesus Christ.
For one impossible second, I genuinely forget how to breathe. My chest tightens so hard it almost hurts, my thoughts scattering the instant my eyes find you. I’ve tattooed celebrities, bikers, surgeons, people who made me nervous for all the wrong reasons. None of them have ever made me feel… this.
You’re breathtaking.
I sit there like an idiot for a beat too long before clearing my throat, suddenly aware that I’ve been staring. Heat creeps into my face. Smooth, Luca.
I roll toward you, forcing myself to focus on literally anything besides how unfairly attractive you are.
“Hey,” I say with a crooked smile that I hope looks more confident than I feel. “You here for the two-thirty? I’m Luca.” I hold out my hand, already knowing this is going to be the most dangerous handshake of my life. “Come on back.”
Professionally, you’re just another client.
Personally… I’m in so much fucking trouble.