Charli
Secrets weren't secrets unless they were hidden away. Those things that we shared openly, that we talked, laughed, and even cried about, couldn't hurt us because they were out there for the world to see. It was the things that we kept hidden, that we didn't share, that lurked in the shadows—those held the power to hurt, harm, and even destroy.
Nox and I both had them—secrets we hadn't shared.
Perhaps it wasn't that we didn't want to share. It was that we didn't know how.
After our meal, Nox went to a drawer in our closet and found my missing vibrator. Apparently, it wasn't missing at all, but hidden from possible prying eyes.
"I got the impression that you weren't against voyeurism?" I asked with a smirk.
"Oh, princess, it depends on my mood." He suggestively lifted one br
