“Also, you usually have a hickey here. You can’t see it, but whenever you pull your hair up, it’s visible.”
I touch the back of my neck. That sly fucking bastard. He’s been leaving hickeys all this time? And here I thought he just loved kissing me there.
“Jer.”
“What?”
“I can’t take this, he’s so fucking adorable.”
“For leaving a hickey?”
“For staking a claim and being sneaky about it while complaining that I leave too many.”