Chapter 77

Shantelle’s POV

Seven glanced away. “You want to know?”

Growing excited, I said, “Yes, of course, and I promise, I won’t laugh.” That was a big lie, but I was the only one who knew that; I didn’t need him reading it on my face.

“Fine.” He exhaled sharply.

“Dear Diary, Shantelle is fucking annoying. Yours truly, Seven.”

When he looked my way, he smirked. I shoved my foot at him, causing him to laugh.

“You’re an ass. I thought you were going to tell me what you would write in your diary,” I said. He did this on purpose.

“Right now, that’s exactly what I would write,” he said. He was smiling now; his face wasn’t looking so stern.

“NAKED,” I said.

That was all I had to tell him; he could do anything he wanted with that information. I didn’t need to say more than that.

“Always naked,” he replied.

He didn’t believe me, and I was going to let his imagination do the rest for him. I had said what I said, and I wasn’t go