David
“You have a tattoo.”
There. I said it.
The one thing that has been driving me crazy ever since that moment. It hasn’t left my thought, not when I was sitting in the drawing room with my family, not when I was beside my fiancée pretending to listen to conversations, and it definitely isn’t going anywhere now that she is right in front of me.
And I know exactly how bad that makes me look.
Like some desperate, distracted i***t who cannot control where his mind goes. And maybe that’s exactly what I am right now, because for the first time in a long time, it feels like I don’t have full control over myself when it comes to her.
All it took was one fleeting look.
That’s it.
Just one glance, one accidental moment that shouldn’t have mattered, and yet it has lodged itself so firmly i
