Ice Cold #Wattys2016

· X ·

"Serves him right." Not. I talked to myself and then contradicting it in my mind as I kept on walking away from him.

I felt someone grab my hand and I knew it was Zander, there's no need for tingles and warmth to spread through me to know that it was my mate.

"Don't walk away from me." He said with a hard voice. I chuckled.

"Look who's talking." I shot back and he sighed.

"I know I've been acting like an arse for the past few days and I miss you so, so much. It's not easy to let go of my.. uh.. ways just like that, Angel..."

How I missed him calling me that.

"..I needed some time.. days to think..decide."

"So have you.. decided?" I questioned unsure of his answer.

He nodded. I was getting impatient.

"And.."

"I would rather lose my convention than lose you." He said.

I was dumbfounded.

I won't leave him even if he chooses not to change. Not because of the chain link but I just couldn't.

"I won't leave you if you don't change you know."

"I don't care I will put a stop to my idiosyncrasy if it means keeping you happy."

"I don't want you to do this to keep me happy, Zander. I want you to do it because you want to."

What the hell am I talking about? One minute I want him to change no matter what and the next I'm giving him a choice?

"It doesn't matter. No more bad Zander and that's final!" He exclaimed.

"Bad is good sometimes." I said smirking.

"So what do you want me as right now? Bad Zander? Or the good, romantic and cheeky Zander?" He asked with a goofy grin.

"That depends"

"On what?" He said with a silly smile.

"What you want to be."

"Well, chemically, basically, fundamentally, essentially I would love to be bad Zander. A very different kind of bad to you." He responded with a coquettish smile.

"And what does that supposed to mean?"

I knew exactly what he meant.

"It means I will be taking something that you hold very dear. Very soon." He said in a sultry voice.

"Something that I hold dear? What would that be?"

I know what it is alright.

"You will know when I take it away." Gosh! That sexy, husky voice would be the death of me.

"How do you know that I still have it for you to take it away?" I said trying to rile him up.

"Ahh, you see that's where you're wrong, Angel. You reek of innocence and purity. I'm pretty darn sure your virtue is still intact for me to steal away." He gently caressed my cheek.

"We'll see if you can take it away then." I challenged.

"Oh, I will. Trust me."

"Even if I don't consent?" I questioned.

"Even if you don't consent." He answered. Just like that.

"So you're saying that you're going to violate me! Is that it!? You doofus of a debaucher!" I said loudly trying to over react.