#Chapter144

It’s another gothic skull, entwined with barbs and snakes that melt into all his other black ink like a mosaic. He has a thing for dark themed images.

He is clearly going to the gym this morning and I glare at him when he throws a boyish smile my way, that cheeky twinkly look in his eye which suggests a great mood. Meanwhile, I am stressed to the max clearing up the mess he let happen.

I wonder if it’s sex induced and scowl all the more.

‘You look happy,’ He says drily giving me the once over, joking obviously, and I just cast another furious look his way....