THEODORE’s POV
“That fucker!” Felix tsked from where he stood by Rosalie’s bedroom door. Lucian stood beside him while I sat at the white armchair in the room.
“He really went ahead to take her all for himself,” Lucian scoffed.
Our voices must have woken Adrian up, because he started to shift before sitting up to stretch. I saw the exact moment his eyes widened when he opened them and found all three of us watching him. He blinked a few times, then frowned.
“What’s going on?” he asked groggily.
“You’re lying on Rosalie’s bed half-naked and you’re asking that? We should be asking you,” I said, raising an eyebrow.
Adrian glanced down at himself, bare chest with sweatpants riding low, then at Rosalie still fast asleep beside him. He ran a hand through his messy hair and sighed.
“She we
