His Abused Mate

Cecilia’s povText © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Jason finally finished his work a couple of hours ago than he came home. I was cleaning up the house, at the moment I was cleaning the living room. Jason was in the kitchen, I peeked into the kitchen and saw him nodding his head and humming a little tune. He danced a little, I smiled taking in his silly behavior. He was seasoning some steak.

That’s when I noticed something on his hand. “Jase what’s that?” I asked he stopped humming and dancing. He looked over at me confused, I walked over to him. “What’s what?” He asked I grabbed his hand settling down the seasoning. I gently grabbed his hand and lifted up his sleeve to his elbow and gasped at the sight.

He had a half sleeve tattoo. It was two roses and a diamond, you would think he would look weird with tattoos, but it actually made him hotter. If that was even possible.

I looked a little closer and saw my name on one of the Rose petals. I looked up at Jason and smiled. “This is so cute babe..” I said running my thumb over it gently just in case it was still healing. “Look at this one.” He said and lifted up his shirt. On his chest over his heart was my full name and the day we met.

I was in awe, I teared up a little. “Don’t cry..” he said pulling me into a hug. “You got tattoos for me? And you didn’t tell me! I love them though, they are perfect.” I said softly. “I got them a couple days ago, I thought about the right time to show you them. Just never found the right moment.” He explained.

I pulled away and sniffled “Can I get a tattoo now?” I asked “No you can’t if hurts a lot.” He said “You can hold my hand.” I said He smiled than chuckled. “No tattoos until after you’re married.” He said pressing his forehead against mine. I looked up at him and pouted “And when will that be?” I asked crossing my arms. “Soon, love soon.” He said kissing my nose causing me to blush.

“Now go finish cleaning.” He said pulled back. I groaned “But I don’t wanna.” I whined like a little kid. “Go..” he said “Give me a kiss and I’ll go.” I said I puckered my lips. “No now go clean up.” He said laughing. “Come on just one kiss.” I said he rolled his eyes playfully. “Fine.” he said than he pecked my lips. “One more.” I said he kissed me quickly again. ”

“Not so fast! Don’t give me a grandpa kiss.” I said he laughed throwing head head back. I laughed as well, I grabbed his wrist and stood on my toes. “Grandpa kiss it is.” He said smiled he leaned down, he slowly pressed his lips to mine. It was a slow soft kiss, a grandpa kiss. I pulled away and smiled “Grandpa kisses are nice right?” I asked him. “I couldn’t tell let’s do it again.” He said smirking I laughed. Let’s just say I never finished cleaning and the steak was never finished being seasoned.