Blake
"What are you doing here, Veronica?" I asked when we were finally in the kitchen. I didn't know she would barge in here without telling me. She looked at me with a confused look and started putting the food on the table. To stop her, I grabbed her hands.
"I made myself clear the last time we talked, Veronica," I sternly said. She just laughed at me and gently pushed my hand away. "What's the matter, Blake? I just wanted to give you breakfast," she said.
"Veronica, please stop doing this. You will find your own mate someday," I said, half begging her. I've rejected her so many times, but she won't stop bugging me. I don't want her to be the cause of our fight again. She looked at me and put down the fork she was holding. "So that kiss was nothing?" She questioned me and raised
