#Chapter 25 A New Offer

Silver’s POV I decided not to bring up what I overheard yesterday morning. Things were going really well since he returned home last night, and I didn’t want to ruin it. He didn’t ask me why I altered the painting; I think he just thought I was playing a joke on him. I woke up early the next morning, surprised to see that he was still there and fast asleep. I took the painting back into my studio and I spent the next hour fixing it, turning it back into its original portrait. By the time I was done, Elliot was leaning against the doorframe, staring at me. When I turned to look at him, my cheeks flushed when I saw that he wasn’t wearing a shirt; however, he was wearing pajama bottoms. But still, he was so hot standing at the door of my studio with all his abs on display, that my mouth was watering again. How was it possible to be this turned on by someone? It was like there was something inside of me clawing to get out, wanting to go to him and claim him as mine. I never f