Chapter 111: Chapter 111
Anne laughed out loud and I smiled, loving the sound of my mate’s laugh though I didn’t know why she was laughing. "I look nothing like my parents or grace" She said shaking her head "They’re all the perfect picture of a perfect family. I take after my great-grandmother" She smiled at me "But thanks for the confidence boost"
I frowned, did she think she wasn’t pretty? How could she? Does she even look in the mirror? I was about to say something when she looked out of the window and frowned
"Where are we?" She asked looking at the house I parked next to "Who’s house is this? Yours?"
"No" I said shaking my head "It’s for a very rich family, who happen to be out of town for the week"
She noticed my mischievous smile and her eyes widened "Oh no" She said shaking her head "We are not breaking into the house. Are you crazy?"
"Relax" I said "We’re not breaking into the house" She sighed in relief and I grinned "We’re breaking into their back yard"
Before she could object I got out of the car and went to the passenger side, opening the door for her. "come on"
She looked at me with her mouth slightly open "No!" she said "I am not going to--" She didn’t get to continue when I grabbed her and threw her over my shoulder and started walking towards the gate to the back yard.
I checked the gate and found it locked I frowned, it was usually open. I guess we have to climb over "Hey Anne" I said "Hold on tight okay?"
"Hold on tight?" She asked "Why would I --Oh My God!" She screamed as I started climbing the fence "You’re gonna kill us"
"You’re exaggerating" I chuckled as I reached the end of the fence and jumped to the other side, I put her down even though my wolf wined, wanting his mate in his arms but I ignored him and smirked at her "Look, we’re alive"
She glared at me "What the hell were you thinking?" She asked "I mean why would you bring me here?"
"Turn around" I stated and she frowned about to say something but I grabbed her shoulders and turned her around.
"A pool?" She asked "That’s what you brought me here for? Well mister if you think you are going to make me swim you’ve got another thing coming"
I rolled my eyes "Not the pool" I said "Come with me you’ll see it better from the roof"
"F-from the what?"
"Come on Anne" I said as I led her to the ladder that led to the roof, "Climb"
"B-but--" she started but I cut her off
"Come on Anne" I said "Live a little" That seemed to get to her and she smiled, nodding before she started climbing with me right behind her
Nate’s P.O.V.
"This is getting very frustrating" Patrick said "Every time you come from back from that house something’s wrong even though you try to hide it"
"You’re reading too much into it Pat" I said "Really, it’s nothing"
"Just like it was nothing that Luke called" Patrick said casually and I froze. How the hell did he know that?
I cleared my throat and turned to check on the chicken. I was cooking dinner at Patrick’s place, seeing as my kitchen wasn’t good enough to cook in yet "How did you know?"
"Your apartment isn’t exactly sound proof Nate" he said and turned to me "Why didn’t you tell me?"
I shrugged and added a bit of salt for the dressing, cooking was always a good distraction "There was nothing to tell" I said "I mean what do you expect of Luke?"
Patrick sighed "Should have killed that asshole when I had the chance" I heard him mumble and knew I wasn’t supposed to hear.
"No no you shouldn’t have" I said as I put the food on two plates "You know I would’ve been mad at you if you would have"
Patrick stood up and walked to the table "True but it would make me feel better" he smirked and I could tell he was trying to lighten up the mood. He sat on the table and I put his plate in front of him and sat be on his side of him.
Patrick took a bite of my food and moaned "I swear Nate you should be a chef" he said and I rolled my eyes "Gabriel always used to brag that he had the best chef in the world"
I smiled "Gabriel liked to make me look good" I said smiling "he was the definition of biased"
Patrick rolled his eyes "I said it once and I’ll say it again: You underestimate yourself Nate"
"yeah Yeah" I said sarcastically. After that the tension faded a bit and me and Patrick were back to normal but when I went back to my apartment I couldn’t help but think about Adrian, about how he looked at me today. I hadn’t forgotten, not a single memory of that night.
I opened the box where I kept the dress and pulled out a small piece of paper. I took a deep breath and dialed the number on the paper.
"Hello" the familiar voice answered after only the first thing "Hello?"
I stayed quiet for a while and then before he could get irritated I hung up. Three years, he kept the same number for three years. I couldn’t believe it. Did that mean anything? Did Adrian really want me? Of course not I told myself Adrian would never want a girl like me, could he?