What The Hell Is He Playing At?

The grandest party was thrown in the duke's honor. Marina was such a good host, providing the very best of entertainment and making sure the duke and his entourage was comfortable. I hate to admit it but even I was impressed with the way Marina handled everything. She made sure the servants worked hard enough to make everything okay for the duke. His room was flawless and the food, gods the food and wine was so good I wished the duke would be here every day.

Everyone enjoyed themselves, it was the first time I felt truly happy during my stay here. Killian told us stories, stories that made everyone laugh. He was easy going like I had predicted and fun to be around with, everyone had a nice time with him, everyone except Reagan who for some reason decided to seat next to me.

I won't lie and say his presence right next to me didn't bother me. It did bother me but I decided not to say anything. Not even when his hand would brush mine each meal and I would feel his eyes on me the entire time. I paid him no heed though, deciding to just focus on Killian and the entertainment around us.

It was a little late in the night when I decided to retire to my bedroom. Smiling, I stood up from the chair, "I am so sorry everyone, but it is high time I retire for the night?"

Killian turned away from where he was talking with Adrianna, "So soon."

"My wife loves sleeping early." Reagan suddenly spoke up before I could reply.

Again, I ignored him. Though, the urge to turn to look at him and ask how he knew that was too great but I was thankful I ignored him. Instead, I chose to smile at Killian, "My apologies once again my lord, I will see you tomorrow."

"I will look forward to our meeting once again my lady." Killian said bowing his head at me in respect.

"Well in that case, I guess I should retire for the night too."

We all turned to Reagan as he stood up. I thought for sure I heard him wrong but the way he was smiling at me told me all I needed to know.

"Why so soon my dear?" Marina asked no doubt as confused as we all were.

"Yes, why so soon my lord?" I asked through clenched teeth as I smiled at Reagan.

Pulling me close, Reagan smiled down at me, raising a hand to tuck a strand of my dark hair behind my hair. "Oh come now, you know you can't sleep without me right next to you?"

"He sleeps right next to her?"

"I can't?" I asked the question the same time Miguel asked the question.

Celeste turned to look at Reagan, "But I thought you'd be spending time with me my lord, to discuss my appointment as…."

"My wife and I will retire now, good night!" Reagan immediately shut down whatever it was Celeste was about to say, only to grab me by my hand and led me away to the bedroom.

Offering a quick smile at the guest, I followed after Reagan. I maintained my smile as we passed by the servants and some of the guests, I even moved close, falling into step with Reagan and linked my arm with his.

We climbed up the stairs and headed to the hallway. As soon as we reached the door to my bedroom. I looked at the end of the hall, my eyes inspecting the hallways for any servants but there was none in sight. Satisfied, I let go of Reagan's arm still keeping my eyes on the hallway.

"Alright now." I whispered, "We are safe now, you can go." I informed him.

I looked up at him only to find a hint of smile on his face which was strange. Shaking his head at me, Reagan moved past me and pushed the door open. He walked inside, strolling like he owned the place and then he sat down on the bed and began taking off his boots.

For a minute, all I could do was just stare at him, his audacity of making himself so relaxed. Feeling a surge of anger go through me, I snapped the door of the bedroom shut. I marched up to Reagan who was now taking off his coat.

"And what the hell do you think I am doing?" I hissed at Reagan.

"What do you mean by what the hell do you think I'm doing?" Reagan retorted, "I'm getting ready to sleep."

I huffed out a laugh in disbelief. "Yeah, except you are in the wrong room mister!"

Reagan looked around with a slight frown on his face before he turned to look at me with a smile. "I believe I am in the right room princess."

I decided right now and then that I have had enough! "Okay, that's it!" I yelled stomping my foot down on the ground, "I have had it with you! Just what in the gods name do you think you are doing? First you act possessive by laying a stupid claim on you and at dinner, you sat down beside me and now you are following me to my bedroom when we both know this is the last place you want to be?"

"Why will this place be the last place I want to be?"

"Oh wait, let me think…" I said pretending be deep in thoughts, "Because you'd rather be with Celeste and that's where you've been spending most of your nights with ever since you've brought her!"

"I've never slept beside Celeste, I have my own room!" Reagan mumbled as he began taking off his shirt.

For some nonsensical reason, I can't even begin to fathom, his confession made my heart flutter.

Stupid heart! Clearing my throat, I stared him down, "Be that as it may, you cannot stay here."

Reagan stood up from the bed, his feet towering over me. "First of all sweetness, there is no such thing as laying claim since we are legally married. Secondly, I will advise you start getting used to seeing more of this handsome face because I intend to start fulfilling my duties as a husband!"

"What do you…"

"I'm going to go take a bath now, see you later wife!" Reagan cut me off with a smile before he headed off to the bathroom.

Few minutes later, I heard the water running while I stood in the middle of the room dazed. I have never been more confused in my entire life than right now. Just what the fuck was happening? Reagan doesn't like me, in fact I am positive he hates me but now, he wants to fulfill his duty as my husband? Just what the hell was he playing at? I asked myself as I turned to glare at the bathroom door.

Well, if he wants to play a game, then fine, I'll play! I thought to myself as I walked towards the bed. Grabbing the pillows angrily, I started rearranging them. Placing them in a single line, so they divided the bed. I was still arranging the pillows when the bathroom door opened and a deep chuckle sounded from behind me.

Furious I whirled around to look back and I immediately wished I hadn't. Standing right behind me was Reagan, shirtless with nothing but a towel tied around his waist. My eyes traced each droplet of water on his perfectly sculpted abs, Reagan was…oh my g…

"My eyes are up here princess!"

Immediately my eyes flew up to Reagan who smirked knowingly at me. I turned away to hide my cheeks which had now begun to heat from embarrassment. "Could you at least put some clothes on?"

"No can do sweetness, I love to sleep naked!"

Of course, he does! "But you didn't at the castle, you wore your shirt back!"

Reagan came to stand in front of me, "That's because now, I'm in my house, so get used to it!" He said with an infuriating wink. He then turned to look at the bed, "Besides, what this for? What are you, five?"

Taking a step towards him, I glared up at him. "You do remember my promise right?" I asked him, "So you would do well not to cross your boundary tonight." I say adding a wink of my own before I turned and headed to the bathroom, Reagan's deep chuckle following after me.