Chalice.
My body still ached from being fucked hard by Louis last night, so when Gavin barged into my room, looking as though he'd just run a marathon, I was royally pissed.
I seethed; "God, Gavin, what if I was naked?!"
"I checked in with Agnes first!" He snapped back, "…she told me you'd just finished dressing up so I knew beforehand that you weren't!"
I froze.
I was surprised, not at his words but at his tone. Goddess, he'd never raised his voice at me before. Had never looked at me like this before, and right now, it was surprising that instead of the adoration he usually always accorded me with, all that was left now was a strange anger… and is that suspicion I see in his eyes?
My heart raced as I turned away from my vanity mirror to face him. I folded my arms across my chest and asked; "What is it this time?"
