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.

painting as well?" He

brows at

bring up

until recently. It was meant as a gift to Gavin, but I was too shy to give it to him." I noticed Elliot's jaw tick and I raised my brows at the

he saw that painting and was jealous?

now?" He

admitted; I'm honestly not

he hummed, turning away from

it in the laundry basket before removing his pants and

while he got ready for bed,

I asked

something so mediocre. I had

without looking at

asked him, folding my arms across

to look

clearly not wanting to discuss this any

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