Birthmark?

"We all have a birthmark", my coworker Nova said pointing towards the birthmark on her hand and on the face of another coworker (Miles).

here I'm thinking where do I have a birthmark?

I was taken back when she pulled down my collar and pointed to my birthmark?

I laughed nervously as I realised it was a hickey.

how could anyone mistake it for a birthmark?

I agree to save myself from the embarrassment of explaining it to someone. Thankfully the conversation shifted to some other office gossip much more interesting than my birthmark. I laugh dumbfounded.

I excused myself to recover from this shock and sent my boyfriend a message, 'You're dead' and the reply I got was two question marks. The fuck??

"Griffin, let's go back, there's so much work to do"Nova slapped the back of my head making me hurriedly put my phone back as this friend of mine does not have any concept of personal space. Miles handed me and Nova a cup of coffee as we headed back. at least it'll ease the headache.

still astonished by my birthmark, I made my way back to my seat. my phone buzzed with a message 'What did I do?' 'Insert puppy face pic'

Cute bastard, I'll see him when I get home.

after what felt like an eternity, I finally headed home as I sat in my car, I called my boyfriend Dane, but he didn't answer. he's hell-bent on making me mad. I didn't even get to see him this morning.

as I entered our home, I saw my boyfriend standing there waiting for me with his arms open for a hug, I dived straight into his open arms. he pulled me in for a kiss "Missed you" I said kissing him back.

"yeah, I also missed you a lot" he said deepening the kiss.

as I felt myself running out of breath, I pulled back from the kiss but savoured the hug.

"let me wash up baby" I said as loosened the hug. he nodded but didn't leave before smothering me with kisses.

I laugh" I'll wash up quickly, just wait a minute and I'll be right here with you" I hurried to the bathroom.

after freshening up, I made my way towards the kitchen where I saw my boyfriend cooking. I couldn't help but drool.

"stop drooling, and sit your ass down," Dane said smirking

I sat but not before licking a fat stripe along the side of his neck.

"you can have the dessert later babe, let's eat dinner first," he said as he put the dishes on the dining table.

I'll devour the dessert later then.