“What happened to keeping to the rules and respecting boundaries?” Raina snapped, standing in front of Aaron, the toothpaste was still in her hand like it was the last straw holding her sanity together.
Aaron groggily rubbed his eyes, still adjusting to the early morning light. His voice was husky and indifferent. “What is this?”
Without hesitation, she raised the mangled tube of toothpaste to his face like it was damning evidence in court.
“Why did you touch my toothpaste?” she demanded, her brows furrowed and her tone sharp.
He blinked at her, then let out a short, amused laugh. “Wait—hold on. So you decided to cause all this drama this morning over… toothpaste?”
“Yes,” Raina shot back, not missing a beat, “One that I specifically made it clear you should stay away from.”
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