"What exactly is it that we need to talk about?" Bexley asked as she crossed her arms right under her breasts, pushing them up. I looked, I admit it. I know she noticed too. I don't care. She's mine. She will come to understand one way or another.
"I don't think we should talk at all," Poseidon grumbled under his breath, frowning at me. I ignored him though, keeping my eyes on my mate. I feel like if I don't keep a constant eye on her, she'll disappear. I will never let that happen. She belongs to me now.
"Cool, I'll just go back to my room then," Bexley said before turning in the direction of her room. She hadn't even made it a full step before I opened my mouth.
"No, you can stay here and talk," I pretty much ordered her.
Bexley turned back around, giving me an incredulous look. Like
