Back home,
Reyne's POV
"Ouch!" A hiss of pain erupted from my mouth after I hit my head on the closed door of my room.
Goddammit, this is the fifth time I have hurt myself. But I can't help it. Ever since I returned from the supermarket, I have been thinking about him. That hot guy. Yeah, the same hot guy who is my mate.
'Someone was calling him a drunkard until this morning?'
My eyebrows elevated in awkward silence as Meg taunted me.
I mean, yeah, I did call him a drunkard but that was because I didn't know about him. I barely saw his face then. And in the way I found, no female would desire to see her mate in that state.
However, today. Oh my, today he looked gorgeous. G. O. R. G. E. O. U. S. Gorgeous!