Silver's POV

I had framed my "exclusive" painting of Elliot on the wall in our bedroom right next to his model car collection. I smiled up at the painting, feeling satisfied with my hard work. Elliot walked into the room just then and froze when he saw it.

A bemused look crossed his face as he examined the picture and then his eyes found mine.

"You framed it?" He asked, noticing the golden frame I placed the portrait in.

I nodded.

"What do you think?" I asked him.

He thought about it for a moment, staring at the portrait intently before looking back at me. There was something in his expression that I couldn't quite read and for a moment, my stomach knotted.

Did he not like it?

Was he upset that I framed it and hung it up?

It's not like anyone would see this portrait besides us. Elliot doesn't like it when others are inside of our bedroom, including the maids.

Gavin's painting as well?" He asked, his tone

brows at the

he bring

a long time ago," I told him, glancing up at him. "It was hidden in my closet at my father's house until recently. It was meant

model because he saw that painting and was jealous? Would Elliot be jealous over something

painting now?" He asked,

honestly not

away from me and walking

threw it in the laundry basket before removing

he got ready for bed, his silence

I asked

mediocre. I had to bite my lower lip to keep from chuckling as his

sternly, without looking at me.

so?" I asked him, folding my arms across my chest and staring at

look at me,

go to bed," he muttered, clearly not wanting to

time, I did

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