-Megan-
“Go change. Go change. Good girl! Baby? What the hell?”
I had taken a shower, my frustration mounting as I hastily got dressed, braiding my hair and applying a touch of makeup. Why was I feeling so... annoyed? It wasn't quite rage. It was more like an odd sense of irritation. What was Nathan doing to me this morning? He had the audacity to strip off his shirt right in front of me, revealing his chiseled chest and abs. It was unfair, the game he was playing! I needed to find a way to retaliate. I needed to show him that he couldn't just order me around.
Wasn't I already dressed? Well, sort of... Kind of... I was wearing a freaking t-shirt! That had to be sufficient, right? Nathan was behaving so strangely all of a sudden. I knew things had changed somewhat after the hospital, whe
