"Excuse me?!" Thomas's voice was dangerously low, his eyes burning. "Why, surprised?" she asked.
"If this is a try to make me jealous, you better stop it before the matter gets out of hand."
She scoffed. "Please! I have better things to do" she smirked, ignoring the unbearable pain in her ankles and forearms.
"I'm not a patient man, Aria. You must have known that by now" he said, looking into her eyes.
"Oh I have recently got to know a lot more about you" she said, her eyebrows straightening.
"I will ask you for the last time, whose is this sweater?" he asked, his patience running out.
"My boyfriend did.." she started but shut her mouth when Thomas breathed heavily.
His hands balled at his sides and he shut his eyes, the nerves at the sides popping out. "Do not test my patien
