Jesus, I think I had a tiny heart attack
Sorry!
YOU HAD THE SEX!
*eyeroll emoji*
Serious moment please?
I’m ready
He obviously saw the heart
Shit, I forgot about that when I was hyping you up!
Can I… can I tell him?
Make him pinky promise
He doesn’t have the pinky tattoos though
Still counts. He’ll keep our secrets. Unless they put you in danger, that is.
Yeah… okay. Love you.
Love you, too. Bitch
I totally called Luca a bitch like ten minutes ago
Of course you did
You’re in his phone as Fartface, by the way
WHAT?!?!?!
I close out the thread and put Luca’s phone to sleep. He’s still butt-ass naked, laying on his side propped up on an elbow, his lips lifted in a lazy smile.
I love how he looks at me. He makes me feel comfortable in my skin, scarred as it is.
Mimicking his position, I face him. “You have to promise not to tell anyone. Anyone, Luca. No one knows about the tattoos, just me and Lil.”
“Tattoos?”
“Lil has one, too. Same tattoo. Same place.”
He sighs deeply. “I should have guessed that.”
“Yes, you should have. I’m disappointed in you,” I say with an exaggerated frown.
“I’ll redeem myself.”
“I have no doubt. Anyway, no one else has even ever seen the tattoos.”
“No one?”
“No one. Not even the people Lil’s been with.”
His eyes go wide. “That’s enough information on that, thanks. I swear, I won’t tell anyone.”
