Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 139789 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 699(@200wpm)___ 559(@250wpm)___ 466(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 139789 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 699(@200wpm)___ 559(@250wpm)___ 466(@300wpm)
Was he for real?
I placed my hands on my hips. "We? I just met you last night and you just moved in and became my fake boyfriend today, and now all of a sudden there is a we?"
Alec snapped his fingers at me - he literally put his huge fucking hand in my face and snapped his bloody fingers at me.
"We're a we now, get used to it kitten. From this moment until we get back from the Bahamas we are a unit, a duo, a fucking couple - fake or not - so yes we're a we."
I blinked.
Well, excuse the hell out of me.
"Whatever," I murmured and folded my arms across my chest.
Alec sighed. "It'll be easier if we look at this arrangement as an actual relationship instead of a 'favour'. Things will look more authentic at the wedding."
I sighed because he had a point.
"Okay, fine, we're a we."
Alec smiled in triumph and raised his free hand in the air. I chuckled and high fived him with my hand.
"I'll bring Storm out on a paced walk, I'll bring a bottle of water for him just in case he gets thirsty. You can get a start at unpacking my bags if you want?"
I turned around and glanced at Alec's duffle bags.
"I think you have more crap than me."
Alec laughed as he walked towards the apartment door.
"I do have a lot of crap."
He opened the door then and glanced back at me and said, "You can just put some of my things in the bedroom, but not everything since we’re leavin’ for the Bahamas in two days, it'll be easier to have everything where I am sleeping."
He closed the door then and left me staring at it like a dope.
He thought he was sleeping in my bedroom?
No.
Hell no.
"Oh. My. God! Will you stop kickin' me? I can't fuckin' take this anymore!"
Tonight was the first night living with Alec, it was the early hours of the morning and I was contemplating murder.
Yeah the fucker got his way and was sleeping in my bed simply because he refused to get out of it when bedtime rolled around. It took Storm an hour to give up whining and claim the settee as his after Alec wouldn't let him up onto the bed. My room isn't a big room and having a king sized bed doesn't leave much floor space. With the three of us in the bed it would have been cramped so Storm got his marching orders.
"Ow! For fuck's sake stop scratching me, Keela!" Alec's voice howled as he kicked at my feet.
I angrily kicked his legs away from mine with force. "I can't help it if you get scratched, your legs keep gettin' tangled up with mine!"
I pulled my right leg up the bed but my toe nails caught Alec's calf.
"Jesus Christ, you're the worst person to sleep with," Alec snapped as he sat upright on my bed.
Me?
I was the worst person to sleep with?
Was this freak having me on?
I sat up and shoved Alec in the shoulder with both of my hands. "Go sleep on the sofa with Storm then, this my bed anyway, you should be thankful you are even on it right now!"
Alec humourlessly laughed. "Yeah, because I feel very fucking lucky right now sleeping next to Edward Scissor Feet."
Bastard!
I screamed as I dove on his back when he tried to get up off the bed. "It's not my fault I can't find me toe nail clippers, you had it last. I told you to leave my bathroom the way you found it, but did you listen? No!"
Alec coughed as my arm went around his neck. "I left the damn clippers in the untouched bathroom, you physco!"
He pinched my underarm, which of course caused me to move it away from his neck. Still angry and now in pain from being pinched, I grabbed onto Alec's hair with my hands.
Alec yelped. "My hair, let go of my beautiful hair!"
I fisted my hand around his shoulder length locks and tugged which caused him to hiss in pain. "Take back what you said about me feet and I will."
"Twenty-three Keela, you're twenty-three so start fucking acting your age- Ow! Okay, okay, I take it back. Jesus!"
I honestly don't care how childish it was, I smiled in triumph and let go of Alec's hair but before I had the chance to climb off his back he stood up from the bed taking me with him. He then threw me back onto the bed and turned and pounced on me. He got between my legs, grabbed my arms and pinned them above my head and put the tip of his nose on the tip of mine.
This all happened in the blink of an eye, I barely had a chance to do anything before I realised he was in my face.
"You pulled my hair," he snarled.
I glared at him through the darkness. "You insulted me feet."
"Your nails are like razor blades! How is that an insult when it's true?"
I struggled underneath him and squealed when he wouldn't budge.
"You're too heavy!"
"Oh, so now you're callin' me fat? How insensitive, Keela," Alec snapped at me in a high-pitched badly mimicked Irish accent.
I grunted. "I feel like you're mockin' me."
Alec laughed then. "You're so fucking annoying."
I rolled my eyes. "I'm annoyin'? Maybe that's because I'm wrecked from virtually zero sleep. You're the worst spoonin' partner ever!"
He really was. It was impossible to get comfortable next to him.
Alec let go of my arms and got up off me, he moved to my locker and flipped on the lamp.
I flung my hands over my eyes. "What are you doin'?" I shouted.
"Addressing what you just said. I'm not the worst spooning partner, cuddling is just... not for me."
What?
I under covered my eyes and squinted until my eyes adjusted to the light.
"What do you mean?"
"I can only cuddle you until you fall asleep, but I can not fall asleep that way. I've tried it hundreds of times before with hundreds of different people and it just doesn't work for me."