The Alpha and His Mate(BOYXBOY)

Chapter 26

I love you guys! You guys are so cute and silly and I just wanna squeeze you all!!!

GOOD NEWS!! I found the perfect Avery! You guys are all so helpful with you're suggestions and I was gonna pick I think some Alex guy, but then I saw this guy! He was just perf. Despite his blue eyes, darn him, they'll just have to be brown!

Next chapter!!! I hope you enjoy:) it's very awful
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Avery's PoV

My eyes shot open and I leaned up on an elbow, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I saw Craig enter our room. I glanced at the clock on the dresser to see it was barely 8.

There was shuffling around in the closet before Craig stepped out, going to the dresser where he opened a few drawers pulling out socks and boxers. He glanced over at me and smiled softly.

His smile was tired. He had bags under his eyes and stubble had already grown over his chin and jaw, he looked awful. He went to the bathroom, clicking the light on followed by the squeaking cabinet opening and closing filled the silence.

He didn't spare me another glance before he was out the door, closing it behind him softly.

I groaned and fell back into the pillows. Running my hands down my face I threw my legs over the edge of the bed. There was no way I was going back to sleep now. The shower from downstairs kicked on and I took the opportunity to avoid an awkward confrontation to get some food.

I moved downstairs stiffly, today was just going to be beyond awkward there was no avoiding it, I wanted to just crawl under the covers and stay there forever with Adventure Time and food.

When I got to the kitchen I threw the fridge open and started pulling out eggs, bacon, and milk.

French Toast and bacon sounded heavenly at the the moment and since Craig loved it so much, maybe it would ease the tension between us some. Atleast enough so that maybe we could move around eachother with out that uncomfortable feeling practically choking us.

I moved around the kitchen quickly, the smell of bacon making my mouth water.

I hated cookin bacon so much.

Grease continued to attack me, burning my chest and arm. I kept jumping back and growling angrily.

The last of the French Toast was being cooked in the pan by the time I saw Craig out of the corner of my eye, standing in the doorway watching me.

When it had finally finished cooking I turned to look at him and his eyes quickly looked up to meet mine, widening to look like...a wolf caught in the headlights.

Break or not, he was still Craig, and he was still gonna check me out. He wore a pair of slimming dark jeans, a grey jacket over a plain black T. His hair still damp from his shower.

My face burned and I turned away to hide my flaming face, grabbing a few plates for us.

Craig came in the kitchen and grabbed some cups and the orange juice and without a word.

We finished breakfast in silence.

We both cleaned up, the silence still continuing save for the pans clanking eachother and the sink running. Once done I made my way back upstairs as he called up a 'Thank you' while he made his way back to the couch.

I had barely clicked on the TV when I heard voices from downstairs. A groan passed my lips while I threw on a shirt from the floor, before making my way downstairs. When I reached the middle of the stairs that allowed me to look in the living room I paused.