I just stared at him as he asked the question before rolling my eyes at him "Why do you care?" I asked with a frown
He raised his eyebrow before shrugging and standing up dragging me to the couch I glared at the offending cuff that intertwined our wrists
We sat at couch side by side as I try to put as much space as the cuff would let, resting our hands between us
I hugged my knees to my chest, at this proximity I could feel the dominance radiate from him drowning me in his authority, the mate bond multiplying it more than 1000 times more
He lied, he lied, he lied, I chanted in my head staring at the television but not really watching it
His phone rang and he answered it "Jen" he whispered against the phone
Liars deserve each other, Liars deserve each other, Jenna ugly liar, Jenna I hate! my brain spiraled with chants
"No, yeah she's here okay, bye" he said before placing his phone at the table infront of us
I scowled at him standing up to walk towards the bathroom only to be pulled back by the cuff with a jolt
I closed my eyes heat rushing to my cheeks "I need to pee" I whispered in a small voice my eyes on the floor
I heard him laugh, I raised my eyes to his to see him bitting his lower lips trying to keep from laughing his eyes peering up at me through his lashes
He's not hot I told myself trying to even out my breathing rubbing his hands together he stood up and looked at me with a smirk
"Don't worry I won't peek" he whispered in my ear I puffed my cheeks trying to not die of embarrassment
We walked towards the bathroom by the kitchen and I heard the silent click of the door shutting he looked at me closing his eyes with his other hand
"Don't look" I warned him as I try to unbutton my jeans with just one hand
I closed my eyes as I tugged my pants down on sitting at the toilet "Don't look yet" I warned again when he took a step to the side
He laughed again drowning out the sound of me peeing, I tugged my pants up and quickly buttoned my jeans flushing the toilet
"Can I look now?" He asked "Yes" I said with a nod dragging him out of the bathroom
We sat back down on the couch and I hid my face against a cushion too ashamed to even look at him
We sat there in silence for a while then he stood up automatically pulling me with him as he headed towards the kitchen I rolled my eyes and turned to grab a drink from the fridge
A jolt of pain raced through my wrist as I noticed that he turned towards the cup board the two of us heading towards different directions, just like usual
"I hate you" I mumbled his eyebrow rose "I was talking to the cuffs" I assured him sarcastically
He sighed exasperated opening the cup board only to find it empty, considering that no one has been living here fore the past two months or so- what did he expect
"Pizza then?" I asked grabbing for the telephone only to be electrified again
A couple of minutes later a knock rang from the door and I stood up to get it only to me zapped again
I groaned more out of frustration than pain "I'm so not going to be used with these" I mumbled and together we opened the door
Alpha Xavier handed him a few bucks shutting the door on his face I sent him a glare and yelled "Thank you" hoping that the delivery guy heard it
"You should've thanked him" I said biting into one of the pizza
"For what, giving me something that I paid for?" He asked I pursed my lips "That's not the point" I told him
He smirked "I know" he saod micheviously before biting half of a pizza "and for your information love I did thank him, you were too distracted by the aroma of the pizza to hear it" he added licking his souce tainted lips
I can't help but lick my own lip involuntarily, I looked at him before drawing my gaze away remembering that he lied to me with a straight face, he says everything with a straight face
He looked at me a mischievous glint on his eyes as he caught me staring at him "Inlove with me again already?" He asked
"Nope" I answered lowering my eyes shaking my head "In was just thinking how you lied without a second thought" I said before abruptly standing up from the couch
Only to be pulled back again by the cuff, I groaned internally so much for a dramatic I-just-said the-last-words-drop-the-mike walk out