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Abel's POV:
Lexia storms into the house in front of me and slams the door in my face just as I approach it.
My jaw clenches, she's been acting like a bitch since we stepped off of the plane in Toronto and she had an attitude the entire plane ride from Los Angeles and the whole damn limo ride here.
I've asked her countless times what's wrong with her and her response is always the same.
I just shake my head at her childishness and open up the door to step into the house, dropping our bags at the entrance before I set the alarm and walk upstairs to our bedroom.
When I walk in she's sitting in the middle of the bed in one of my shirts and knee-high socks, she's on her phone typing vigorously and I already know she's on there talking shit to her friends about me, she's up in their DMs and group messaging telling them all how much of an asshole I am as usual when she knows she loves my ass.
I lick my lips, my eyes fall onto her beautiful brown thighs before trailing up to her face.
"Get off of your phone Lexi," I tell her which causes her to look up at me and roll her eyes.
