When I woke up the next morning, Riker was no longer outside of my door. In fact, there was no trace of him actually being there; it almost made me wonder if I imagined the whole thing in my tired state.
But sitting at the kitchen counter that morning eating my breakfast, I got the proof that I needed in the form of an exchange.
"So, Riker," Asher said as he waltzed into the kitchen, clapping the seemingly tired alpha on the back. "How'd you sleep last night?"
"I slept fine," Riker grunted, continuing to focus on his morning breakfast. I peered up from my cereal at the two, watching as Asher smirked at Riker, leaning in close to the clearly irritated male.
"Really? I didn't know you liked sleeping in chairs."
Riker didn't even bother to answer him, his chair scraping against the tile as he dropped his plate in the sink, and marched out of the room. Meanwhile that smirk never seemed to leave the beta's face as he took Riker's seat, folding his arms on the table in front of him. I took this opportunity to turn back to my very interesting bowl of Cheerios, trying to avoid Asher's ever present stare.
Seriously, why couldn't he just talk to me like a normal person and not stare?
"You know, if you have something to say, you should just say it," I mumbled, shoveling a spoonful of the milky goodness into my mouth, already getting fed up with his abnormal habits. I heard him chuckle, his hand now extended so he was preventing me from dipping my spoon in the bowl once again. I took this moment to look up from my bowl, watching as his eyes lit up with a mischievous look I did not want to see.
"I was just thinking," he trailed off, his eyes flickering over towards the door before he looked back at me once again. "You could have been nice enough to invite him inside, you know, instead of letting him sleep outside of your room in a chair."
I froze at his words, the spoon in my hand slipping through my fingers and into the bowl below. The milk splattered everywhere, but I couldn't be bothered with that little situation as my mind began to race with thoughts that all stemmed from his seemingly innocent little comment.
I need to control myself before he finds out.
I quickly ducked my head, taking my unfinished bowl of cereal to the sink, simply pretending to clean up my breakfast just so I can hide my face from Asher's curious eyes.
"What's wrong, Eden? You're looking a little... red."
The little bastard is teasing me. I had to refrain from saying anything, simply trying to focus on calming my wolf before things get way out of hand, but Asher just couldn't seem to take the hint on when he should leave things alone.
"How cute," he cooed, and I could just see the smile on his face as he continued to ramble on about a dangerous topic. He had no idea that I was fighting to keep my wolf in check as she seemed all too happy and excited to try and put these little fantasies of hers into action. Her excitement only seemed to leave my body feeling hot and uncomfortable, leaving me to try and cool my red tinted skin under the cold water of the faucet in front of me.
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☾ Eden ☽ [discontinued]
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