~Sonya~
I wanted to rip her head off! How dare she sit with my mate as if she belongs there. He’s mine, and I won’t give up the benefits that come with being with him just because she doesn’t know her place. After walking around for a while, I decide to talk to my mate.
I find him in the closet, shifting through his clothes when I get to the room. He has freshly showered and smells really good. He looks indecisive, which is weird. He’s only like this when he’s trying to dress to impress, and he doesn’t know the best way to do that. “What exactly are you doing?” Devonte looks at me like a deer caught in headlights. Why he looks so guilty, I have no idea.
We stand staring at each other; the silence is starting to piss me off. I cross my arms over my chest and begin to tap my foot. “Well
