#Chapter13
---Detective boy and his little personal hurricane-01
/"Where did this bruise come from?/" Nyx frowned as her fingers caressed the purple blotch on James’s cheekbone. /"Did you fight someone?/"
Embarrassed, James evaded Nyx’s eyes. /"I… I was trying to reach the pickles jar on the cupboard and jumped… I hit the corner of the cupboards door./"
Nyx looked at her boyfriend with disbelief in her eyes, not believing her ears. How clumsy can he be? She stroked the bruise again, before pressing her lips against it. /"You’re too clumsy. What if one day you hit your head and become silly?/"
James wrapped his arms around Nyx’s waist and pulled her in a tight hug. His nose buried into the side of her neck, inhaling her sweet scent mixed with the perfume he had bought her. /"I would still love you even then./"
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