His jacket unzipped and he quickly pulled his shirt over his head, once again, revealing the most delicious body I’d ever laid eyes on. In the light, I could see his tattoos better. He was nearly covered in them.
I walked closer, tracing my hand over a stunning wolf tattoo on his chest. The wolf was amongst black trees, howling at the moon. The only color was that of the northern lights in the sky. Bright greens and blues filled the background.
“That one is my favorite,” he announced, his breath coming out in a puff of fog.
Nico’s hands went to his jeans, undoing the button and making quick work to slip his jeans off. I thought he would move towards me, doing the same to my clothes, but instead, he backed away.
The sound of bones snapping rippled through the silence around us as
