Chapter 80

He gives me a smug smile, the ‘I am not smiling yet I clearly am’ one. Far too pleased with himself today, and I wonder if it has anything to do with what we did in the bedroom that has him so relaxed and happy.

“Hmmm. Wait until they find out what you have been doing with me now! Bet they no longer think you’re such a good boy after all… How did we get onto the topic of us getting tattoos?”

He chuckles harder, pleased with his bedroom antics, although I am glad he isn’t truly a good boy when it comes to that.

“Because I now have an itching for a new one, thanks to you, and I need to find a good spot for ‘I love Sophie’ on my body.” He stretches out, drops his fork, and eyes me seriously. I roll my eyes again.

“Don’t you dare! Do you know how lame it is when girls get their boyfriends’ names tattooed on them? You would be worse than lame if you did it, worse than a lame girl.” I point out.

“So somewhere people can’t see it then?” He innocently asks, and