CLEO’S POV
“I’ll be taking the picture now. In three, two, one, smile!”
Ash refused to let go of my hand even after we were done taking the picture and I didn’t object. Despite my cheeks feeling hot and my insides fuzzy, his hand felt warm intertwined in mine. So warm I actually didn’t want to let go.
Still holding onto me, he walked around the house, my gaze shifting from the floor to him. I was trying my best to check him out as discreetly as I could. I couldn’t help it- he looked too good to be ignored.
Dressed in a black suit, he had a white shirt on, a few buttons purposely unbuttoned. His entire arms were covered, hiding his tattoos and making me want to peep through his shirt to take at least one glance at them. His piercing were barely visible too, his hair styled in a way that
