Xander's pov
I was worried about the way she stared at me. The worse part of it all was that she was worried about the way things were. Her eyes stared at me with concern, but she wasn't saying anything.
"Don't just stare at me. Tell me where the hell my phone is. I'm not joking, I need my phone."
"Really? You think that I have anything to do with your phone. Search some more, search some more," she urged, using her hands to gesture to me what was going on.
I sighed, breathing hard, but I decided to actually ignore her she was acting a though there was nothing involved. I need my phone, but she kept saying she hadn't seen it.
"s**t!" I growled, proceeding to find the phone. I was determined I check every corner of the room.
Without thinking twice, I began to search. I looked through
