“Where are we?” I asked softly.
“Doesn’t matter,” he replied flatly.
I agreed that it probably didn’t matter where we were. What matters was why he had decided to stop the car. Silence settled in the car between us and suddenly I started to feel a little intimidated.
“Have you slept with him?” Reiner asked abruptly as he turned to face me directly.
What sort of question was that? He probably thinks I sleep with everyman that I talk to. Sorry to disappoint but that wasn’t quite the truth.
“Who I sleep with has nothing to do with you,” I snapped.
Why do I owe him answers and explanations? Who I sleep or don’t sleep with has nothing to do with him.
“So, you’ve slept with him…” Reiner said in a low voice as his face darked.
My body froze a little at his intimidating gaze as he stared back at me. His blue eyes narrowed with clear displeasure and anger.
“Maybe. Instead of worrying about who I sleep with, you should worry about who your fiancée sleeps with…” I suggested sarcastically.
No, it didn’t and never slipped my mind that Reiner was engaged to someone else. They should be getting married very soon. I could still remember the look on King’s face as he seemed to rush his son to get married to produce the next heir to his empire.
“Rachael’s a good girl, I don’t have to worry about her,” Reiner replied with certainty.
The say his tone softened when he said her name annoyed me and made me even angrier than before. If he’s so concerned about her then he should be with her now instead of fight over me with Charles on who gets to drive me back home. Calling her a ‘good girl’ and all that…
“Am I supposed to apologize for being a bad girl? Fuck off,” I spat with disgust.
I knew that I was far from perfect but how dare he try to compare me with his dear Rachael. So what if she’s a good girl…and I’m not…
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