My Part-Time Job

MP-TJ. #50.

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"WHAT THE F-CK, KASSIE?!"

I glared at him.

"Lance! Watch that mouth!"

He glared at me as well.

"Watch my mouth?! Then watch your actions, lady!"

I jumped when he shouted at me, growled as well.

"You can't tell me what to do! You don't own me!" I said while still glaring at him. Forgetting the other person that was still in the room also.

"I own you the moment I claimed you! You are mine, Kassandra. I won't let no one change that." He said while glaring at Toby as well.

He took a step forward at me, until he was at the side of my bed.

"Leave." He said, voice filled with authority.

And I knew that he was pertaining to Toby.

I sighed and let it be. I nodded my head to Toby and he took the hint, he left the room.

I sighed again.

"Look, Lance, I'm sorry okay? Yes, that was a bit immature—"

"A bit?" He asked, sarcasm clear in his voice. He popped an eyebrow up.

I sighed again, this time because of annoyance and frustration.

"That was immature and foolish and.... well, I'm sorry. I-I—- I just got in the moment, you know?" I stared at him.

He looked at me for a while before his eyes soften and he sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"Kassie, I need to know just one thing."

I stared at him with a look that said spill.

"Do you love Toby?"

Do I love Toby?

I unknowingly bent my head and smiled to myself, knowing the answer too well.

I looked up at him, again.

"Yes, Lance. I love Toby."

He was shocked, and disbelief was written all over his face.