Page 75 of Hexed, Vexed, & Undersexed
"What's going on over there? You gotta think some shit at me, otherwise I'm out of the loop!"Bellamy chastises, but I force myself to ignore him.
I can yell at him about being impatient and nosy later.
"And I'm sure you will but that doesn't change the fact I'm still standing out here like an idiot waiting for you!"
"I hope you can find that agreeable," she states when I don’t respond right away.
"Absolutely."
Not.
"Come on," I hiss under my breath, grabbing hold of Preston's sleeve. I keep my pace steady, trying to not pull any attention to myself, but I can feel eyes on me.
"What's—"
"Not here," I whisper,. cutting him off.
"Bellamy, get Kai. He's in my dressing room. Meet me at the house, but drive around for a bit before doing so," I direct as I near the front doors and see Bellamy's icy gaze focused on me. Even with his blond beard, I can see his jaw clenching rhythmically.
"Uh… I feel like I've missed something important," Preston hedges as I practically shove him into the passenger seat of my car.
"Not. Here."
"All right, all right," he mutters, holding his hands in the air in surrender.
Once the car is started and I’ve pulled out of the lot, I dig out my phone and shut it off.
It’s not the movies so I don't know why I did that, but I don’t want to risk the chance. Preston eyes me but seems to realize I’m doing it for a reason and follows suit.
After I wind through a few random turns and streets, I finally relax.
"Can I know now, Nora? I've never seen you so… tense. Even when you were on camera. What happened? Is it that bad?"
"Ugh, bad is one word for it," I mutter, groaning at the thought of what I have to figure out in the next twenty-four hours.
"Did you just forget the three of us exist? This affects Kai and me as well… and I suppose Preston, seeing as how he's attached to your leg like a horny puppy." Bellamy's thoughts filter into my mind even though we’re miles apart at this point.
"Oh my goddess, Bellamy! Can you just not?" I practically shout in the car, thinking extremely loud. "You'd fucking think after a mile away from youre annoying ass I'd stop hearing your stupid thoughts but apparently not."
"Uh..."
"Oh, fuck," I exclaim when I realize Preston just witnessed me seemingly have a breakdown. "Okay, first, yes it's bad. Mother Shipton decided during the third trial to actually appear to Bellamy and me and go onto this big explanation about what we need to do and what was coming. Head's up, your boss is a bad bitch and not in a good way. Secondly, not only is she sassier than my gram-gram which I thought would never happen, she fucking magically married and mate bonded me to Bellamy!"
I take a deep breath, struggling to keep my voice down as I drive.
"So… you're now bonded to both a possessive pussy and an asshole?"
"That's the only thing you heard out of that entire thing? Not my dead however-many-times-great grandmother came to visit us about the future or that your boss is an evil twatwaffle?"
"I mean, yeah..." He trails off, shrugging dejectedly.
"What's wrong..."
It’s my turn to trail off when I see the tiny curl to his lips.
Reaching over, I snatch up his hand and entwine our fingers. Pulling into an abandoned parking lot, I toss the car into park.
"Preston, look at me."
