All afternoon, all I could think about was the condescending asshole.
Christopher pissed me off so much I cleaned the bathroom to try to get myself to calm, cleaning the toilet, the sink, the mirror and tub until all were spotlessly clean, as clean as though I’ve never used them.
I was tucking and smoothing the bedclothes when I heard footsteps stop outside my door. I thought it was Christopher come to continue threatening me. Grabbing a heavy novel, I tested its weight and when the door opened, I pulled my arm back to throw it.
But it wasn't Christopher who entered the room.
It was Alec.
Too late, I had already released my hold on the book and I watched with horror as it sailed towards him. But Alec simply dodged it with a tilt of his head and continued moving towards me.
I cou
