Blue's POV
"How fun can pottery be? Tch." I whined, trailing behind Wilder who was holding my hand as we both walked to the pottery workshop.
"I guess we would both find out." He responded, grinning.
Me almost dying seemed to be a wake-up call for Wilder, because ever since he has been pouring out his affection at me. He wants to be at my side all hours of the day, and I don't know how to assure him that I won't drop dead or leave his side.
But still, I do enjoy the attention he gives to me.
"We are here." He informed me, as he let go of my hand and then unlocked the doors to the pottery room.
"You know when you said you wanted us to have fun, I was really thinking about something fun. I didn't think it would be this serious."
"Come on, pottery will be fun. It was an activity I
