Chapter 28. Death

Amanda

The next morning I was blushing in front of him, while he was slowly making our morning coffee. It was Sunday, Mable was still sleeping she had a really long day yesterday.

"I think it's cute how you blushed when I looked at you, knowing what you had demanded from me last night." He was teasing me, clearly realizing that I was keeping everything behind the bedroom door.

"So, I need to start working on my paintings my agent has been texting me since yesterday..." I safely changed the subject, making him laugh at me.

"Baby, you had one done already and I quite like it..." he gave my coffee, while deliberately stating his opinion on his naked painting.

"Never pegged you for an exhibitionist, but that painting was a one-off thing...do you really think is good?" I was seriously asking him, Riley was not mistaken when he said that I'm a closet artist.

I knew that I was good at painting, but I never think that I was that good. I r