He sighed and lay on the large sofa, closing his eyes.
I ignored him, remembering what Wyatt said last night. My eyes go to the man lying on the sofa, his hand covering his face.
" You're staring," he whispered.
" Oh so, you're talking to me now,"
" Excuse me?"
" Forget it," I closed the laptop and sighed, leaning back in my seat.
" You're still staring."
" Do you want to use me for revenge?" I go straight to the point. He doesn't seem surprised. His eyes shot open and he gazed at me.
" He told you,"
" You forgot to mention that part when you told me about your mate," I retorted. I observed him, waiting for his answer.
" I wasn't obligated to, and why should I tell you that, you're no one to me," he said. I knit my eyebrow and smiled sarcastically at him
" Well, you di
