When Anna leaned away from his back, Cinead finally pulled the black t-shirt still crumpled in one of his hands over his head, tugging on the edge until it fell into place. Then he tucked the woman next to his chest, gently resting his chin on top of her head as he watched her sort through the photos she had taken. He hummed in satisfaction, rubbing his chin over her curls. Then she pulled far enough away to look up at him, asking him if he knew what... something was. He blinked once.
“Self... fee?” He mumbled tiredly, even more exhausted after the rush of adrenaline he had gotten after discovering his mark. “ what are we charging?”
“Self... fee?” He mumbled tiredly, even more exhausted after the rush of adrenaline he had gotten after discovering his mark. “ what are we charging?”