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Everyone knew I had it bad for my UPS guy. I’d fallen for him in our ten-second conversations every time he dropped off a package. And I might have ordered a lot of packages since it was the only way I got to see him.
But that was the problem. No matter what I did, I couldn’t get him to notice me. Maybe he didn’t want to notice me since I was only in college.
Then the unexpected happened. I was rambling on about my obsession, to distract myself from the pain of getting a tattoo, and the tattoo artist said he could give me a magical tattoo that would make the driver fall in love with me.
Was it simply a ploy to trick me into getting another tattoo? I didn’t have anything to lose. Except the truth… Did I really want to force him to love me?