“Are you okay?” Cullen had stood, he had his sights set on the kitchen but his hand reached from mine.
He looked angry and it added to my initial confusion.
“Yes, I’m fine” my voice was finally back to normal and it no longer felt like I wasn’t in control of my body anymore.
“Good” he said to me as I took his hand and he helped me stand properly.
“Stay here” he ordered and I rolled my eyes because I thought that by now he would already know that I don’t take such orders, especially when it comes to something that makes me curious or an invisible fist that punched me in the f*****g gut.
“It’s just the kitchen, Cullen” I deadpanned but he looked really serious. He didn’t reply though, more like he was telling me to follow at my own risk, which I did.
The first thought that entered my
