chapter thirteen

daisy

Seth shook his head as he let out a rare lighthearted laugh upon seeing the pout on Daisy's face, silently complaining about having to go with him.

"Stop pouting, little kitten," he said, rubbing her side as they walked.

"Do I have to go with you? O-Owen was going to teach me how to play chess." She whined with pleading eyes directed at him.

They were going to the prison gym and quite frankly, Daisy was terrified. A gym in general was the last place she ever wanted to be, let alone a testosterone enclosed room with sweaty prisoners. But unfortunately, her boyfriend was adamant in keeping her close to him at all times.

"I have to work for this body that you love so much." He smirked, winking at her.

Heat rushed to her cheeks knowing that her appreciation for his perfectly sculptured body wasn't as subtle as she thought. "I don't love it." she mumbled weakly.

Thankfully, he let the topic go when they arrived at the gym, probably in fear of her finally breaking to pieces with all t