Chapter 29

My elbows were on my thighs, back bent forward while my hands cradled my head in them. I took a trip down memory lane as I recalled the events of last night and as if on cue I felt her fingers creep their way past my shoulders. It was morning and the blinds were still shut, blocking away daylight but I had been too busy in thought. I was awake now and unfortunately, I had woken up in the present.

The heat of her body pressed against my back in its sitting and her fingers had now begun to trace the lines of black ink that formed into a wing and then a vivid and complex design of a dragon that rested boldly on my chest.

"Shade, this was a mistake," I voiced, clasping my fingers together while my head raised to rest at their tip.