Chapter Eight

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(Theresa's POV)

I felt a hand brush my hair backwards. I know he thinks I'm sleeping but I can't just have a conversation with him right now. We aren't a thing but I felt hurt that he went out that night. I mean I pushed him to if I didn't mention him being a player and just accepted his gift, he would've stayed indoors.

He pressed his lips on my forehead and I opened my eyes.

"We've arrived." He said

The door was opened and I stepped out without holding his hands. He shut the door and followed me.

"You're mad I get it." He started

"I told you it's okay."

It's not okay! We had a fight and you slept with someone?! How is that okay?

"Spill." He ordered

"Spill what?" I spat

"What you really want to say?"

"Even if I want to,I won't and can't." I told him calmly

"Why?"
We were already close to my bedroom

"Because one, if I say something it'll come out wrong and two, you're my boss so I have to respect that." I pushed the door open and he stepped in with me.

"Do you tell all your boss about yourself?" He asked

"No."

"So that's not an excuse and for the words coming out wrong, I think I deserve it."

I sighed
"Why?" I asked

"Why what?"

"Why did you sleep with her?"

"Would you rather I sleep with you?"

"No!"

"I was mad and wanted to act so I did it. You don't want me going out do you?"

"You're not going to turn the topic the other way round." I scolded and he smiled
"But we never talked about it."

"You can do whatever you want." I said clearly disgusted
There's no way I'm discussing a subject like this.

"I wouldn't want you to go out." He said

"You can't control me."

"Sure, but I'll kill the guy that'll touch you."

"I'm not yours." I clarified

"So? You're my fiancee."

"Fake fiancee." I corrected him

" Fake fiancees don't kiss their fake fiance.'?" He sat on the bed grinning like a child. I prefer this guy, Mevrick compared to Mr Lockwood.

"What?" He asked

"I prefer Mevrick compared to Mr Lockwood." I smiled and sat beside him.

"Don't get used to it." He warned
"So, I'll enjoy it while it last." I sat beside him

"While it last?" He raised an eyebrow. What does he mean..

"Eww," I picked up a pillow and hit him with it " Why are you so gross?" He laughed hard and it made me grow angry. How can he say something like that and laugh? His laugh grew and I couldn't help but smile. He stopped me and his smile was not there, it was replaced with something else. He stared deep into my eyes and I felt my heart race. My eyes landed in his lips, he leaned in but I stood up immediately.

He laughed again. Is he kidding? He almost kisses me and laughs because I stopped it.

"Aren't you a shy thing?" He smiled

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