Hex and the City

by Kate Johnson

Chaos is necessary and healthy for growth, it brings creativity and breathes new life into stale order.

‘He’s right though,’ said Poppy. ‘We should at least ask for consent.’ ‘Consent is sexy,’ said Alex, grinning at her, and right then consent really wasn’t the only thing that was sexy.

God, she was lovely. Her hair was like a fairy crown, all gleaming in the lights, adorned with tiny flowers. He wanted to plunge his hands into it, feel it twine around him, wrap him in silken softness as he kissed her until they both forgot their own names.