“Bella, mi amor come on, that’s not nice,” my mom scolded softly.
Adrian chuckled under his breath, and Jeremy pressed a hand dramatically to his chest as if I’d wounded him.
The nerve of this guy.
“Bella,” my mom continued with that disappointed-mother look, “You’ve been here barely twenty-four hours and you’re already calling him a jerk. Don’t you think that’s a bit far-fetched?”
“That’s exactly my point mom,” I snapped as I shot a glare in Jeremy’s direction.
“It’s been less than a day, but somehow he’s already succeeded in getting under my skin. And do you even know what he calls me? Kiddo. Like that’s even my name and I’m certain he’s doing that on purpose to get on my nerves. And now you’re telling me you’re leaving me here with him for a week while you go on your honeymoon? Hel
