You're acting Weird

Beatrice moved slightly as she could feel another person's presence beside her and forcibly opened her eyes to see Lucas bent towards her with their faces inches apart.

"Oh shit!" She instantly sat up out of surprise. "What are you doing there?! You almost surprised the hell out of me!"

She clasped her chest as her heart was beating a hundred miles an hour out of shock. She turned to him but averted her eyes quickly as she saw Lucas who was only wearing a towel underneath.

"Where the hell are your clothes?!" Lucas chuckled as he saw redness behind her ears and knew she was embarrassed.

"They're in the laundry." He nonchalantly stated as he went towards the refrigerator to get some cold water.

"Then wear them!" Beatrice couldn't face Lucas who was barely naked and only had a towel covering his nether regions.

"They're dirty and besides I'm mostly half-naked here in the house. You should get used to it."

What?! Get used to it?! Her virgin eyes are in danger of seeing a naked man and all he could say was get used to it?

"J..just put on clothes!"

"Hmm. Nah It's more refreshing this way, you should try it once in a while, Wife" he winked at her and she could feel the redness creeping up to her face.

"Wear some clothes, pervert!" She glanced up to his way and her eyes darted at his masculine body. She knew the first time they saw each other that Lucas had a great sculpted body but it's different when she saw it firsthand.

Lucas just came out from the shower and she could see tiny droplets dripping from his hair to his body. She couldn't help but let her eyes wander to his chiseled biceps, his six-pack abs, and further down to where his towel is covering him.

Gulped, she gulped as her eyes were glued to where the towel was covering. She wondered what was beneath it if he's wearing some underwear or not and if he's wearing none….

"Who's the pervert here? You're clearly checking me out." She glanced up to him with a bewildered expression fully knowing she got caught.

"I..I'm not checking you out. I've got my fair share of men with naked bodies and.. y..yours isn't that great"

That was clearly a lie, she never got to witness naked men her entire life until today and Lucas's body was out of the world that she couldn't help but drool over it.

But Lucas's expression turned dark with the mere mention of other men.

'I thought she never had a boyfriend or went out with other men?'

Beatrice's eyes were wide open as Lucas went near to her with an expression that was taunting her. His eyes had the same glint but there was also something mixed in it… was it anger?

But why was he angry at her?

He stopped beside her and placed both of his hands on the couch trapping her between it with their faces, a few inches apart. He was leaning at her as if he was about to kiss her.

"Really? Are theirs greater than mine?" Lucas grabbed her hands and brought it up to touch his chest and down to his six-pack abs.

His body was slightly wet because of the dripping water from his hair but she could still feel the warmth from his body heat. He was hot.

His chest and abs were rock-hard as he tried to push him away but he wouldn't budge. She touched his lean and well-defined muscles and every second of it felt like an eternity. Her mind was all jumbled and mushy and she could feel the heat taking over her.

Maybe it was because of Lucas's body heat but she was also burning up inside.

Her hand traveled further down as Lucas guided it southwards. She tried to resist it but Lucas's grip on her was tight.

"St-op! What are you doing?!"

She shook her head and her eyes were tightly closed knowing what's about to come. She was full of fear as everything was new to her but he suddenly stopped.

Lucas stood up and brushed his hands all over his face and his expression was solemn.

"Don't rile me up and mention other men besides me, wife."

'What's the matter with him?' Beatrice thought to herself.

'After harassing me….or was I harassing him? I was the one feeling him up but he was the one who suddenly grabbed my hands...Ugh, Whatever.

Now he's ordering me senseless things? Is he nuts?'

"And what if I don't?" She provoked him.

"Then I might do something you'll regret afterward and you know what I mean, wife"

He was serious and Beatrice shuddered at his serious tone. She absolutely knows what he was referring to and it's something only married couples could do…. But aren't they married?

Beatrice shook the thought out of her head and wondered why Lucas was acting strange.

"Wait, Are you jealous?!" Beatrice may be clueless about dating stuff but she was not stupid. She was not that slow for her not to notice why Lucas was acting that way. She might not know what to do in a relationship and she was not a romantic expert but she's not born an idiot.

"I'm not," Lucas uttered in a calm voice but averted his gaze and Beatrice widened her grin.

"You Are jealous" she chuckled knowing she was right and turned the tables back at him. It was a nice feeling having the upper hand and not the one being teased around.

She regained her composure and confusion bugged her mind. Lucas? Jealous?

"But why were you jealous?" She blurted out wondering why.

He doesn't have any reason to be jealous and it's not like they like each other for him to be possessive at her.

"I told you I am not jealous" she scoffed at him and gave him a doubting face. She's not going to believe him when he's acting so weird out of the blue.

"And why would I be jealous?"

She shrugged at him, "I don't know, ask yourself."

She could see that Lucas was already annoyed and she felt triumphant with it.

"One: I-am-not-jealous.

Two: I've never been jealous of someone

Three: I don't even have feelings for you to be jealous.

Beatrice thought he was right.

It was absurd for her to assume that Lucas was jealous even though he doesn't have any feelings for her. She felt a bit of pang as the truth struck her straight in the heart. But it instantly vanished as soon as it emerged.

"Then what's with your weird attitude a while ago?" Beatrice looked him straight in the eye but he avoided eye contact.

"Weird attitude? I was not acting weird "

"Yes, you were. You suddenly got mad earlier, you ordered me not to talk about other men and threatened me. Why would you even do that?" She eagerly waited for Lucas's reply.

"Because you're my wife" Beatrice's face was indescribable with his reasoning again. He really loves to use the 'Because you're my wife' excuse and she couldn't get it.

It doesn't mean that because she's his wife, Lucas would be free to do things to her. She won't allow it.

"Then why...you were. Ugh, this conversation is going nowhere it's just making me stupid."

She stood up and walked away from him before she gets annoyed to the brink and kicks his gut.

"Where are you going, wife?"

"How many times should I tell you not to call me wife? And I'm just going to my room to sort out my mind which became stupid after that conversation." She went up the stairs and to her room leaving Lucas alone in the living room.