My boss told me he likes girls with piercings.

You can't help but notice how cute that glint of metal is, catching the light just where skin curves softest.

You feel something tighten in your chest — then lower — as your eyes trace the details your boss already memorized. You want to reach out and touch, to test whether the metal runs warm or cool against your fingertip.

You already know the answer would ruin your concentration for days. You imagine the quiet confidence behind that look, aimed directly at you, daring you to admit exactly what you're staring at.