Chapter 47

Lyra

Our vacation came to an end a few days later after my birthday, and Bella and I packed my things, which were twice as much as they had been, thanks to a certain person.

She dropped a top into the bag. "Aren't you going to tell your dad's best friend and his brother that you're leaving?" She liked calling them that even though she knew their name.

"I will. I just..."

I just wanted us to be at the airport first.

"So..."

"What?" I cocked my eyebrows at the look she gave me.

"Your outing. What happened?"

"Which outing?"

"The outing you had with your dad's best friend on your birthday."

"Oh that," I glanced away, "how about it?"

I had probably been acting suspiciously since then, but what other reaction was I supposed to have when I had suddenly grabbed his dick at the tattoo shop? Not his arm or thigh, but his dick.

I glanced at the tattoo that was on my arm and decided to let that thought go since the butterfly was pretty enough to make up for that blunder.

"I can tell something hap