#Chapter13

---Detective boy and his little personal hurricane-01

“Where did this bruise come from?” Nyx frowned as her fingers caressed the purple blotch on James’s cheekbone. “Did you fight someone?”

Embarrassed, James evaded Nyx’s eyes. “I… I was trying to reach the pickles jar on the cupboard and jumped… I hit the corner of the cupboards door.”

Nyx looked at her boyfriend with disbelief in her eyes, not believing her ears. How clumsy can he be? She stroked the bruise again, before pressing her lips against it. “You’re too clumsy. What if one day you hit your head and become silly?”

James wrapped his arms around Nyx’s waist and pulled...