" you were naked?"
he's all over the place. on my face, screaming at me. pacing the living room, pulling at his hair.
"I was wearing a towel" to my defense.
"naked? really?"
completely ignoring my towel argument, " I actually opened to confront him, Rage I didn't invite him over..."
"I should have killed him...I should have.."
"no, I'm glad you didn't, the police would've been.."
"like I give a fuck" he barks at my face
"do you know what's the worst..'
" I would've killed him " answering nonchalantly
"what?" is he for real?
" he's my coworker, they are already talking about us at work..."
"you don't say? what about?"
if he could just let me finish.
"they think we are dating, someone spread a rumor"
"next time I see him will be the last time he sees you" the determination in his voice says it all. its final.
there's absolutely nothing I could do or say to change his mind.
"okay"
agreeing with him calms him, what an Alpha.