“I don’t know. I don’t remember.”
“It happened five minutes ago.”
He shrugged and hit his head. “Ow.”
Okay, I didn’t need him to hit his head any more. I’d already thrown a candle at him. “One second.” I stood up and did my best to lift the side of my bed.
Axel rolled out and stayed on the floor. “Stealth mode.”
“You need some water. Be quiet for a minute, okay?”
He stayed on the floor. “I already have a beverage.” He pulled out his flask.
“No, you’ve already had enough of that.” I grabbed it from him and put it on my nightstand.
He reached out but made no attempt to get up. “You’re pretty even though you’re mean.”
I knew he didn’t know what he was saying. I tried not to let it affect me, but I knew my heart was racing. It was the second time he’d called me pretty tonight. “Be quiet.”
I left my room and hurried to the kitchen. I grabbed him a bottle of water and an ice pack before going back to my room. Axel was still sprawled out on the floor like a starfish.
I put my hand down to pull him up. He grabbed my hand, but instead of letting me help him up, he pulled me down on top of him.
“Ow,” he said when I landed hard against him.
“You were the one that pulled me down,” I said with a laugh.
“I don’t think so. I think you wanted to be on top of me.”
I rolled my eyes.
“You’re pretty even when you roll your eyes at me.”
“Stop saying that.”
He stuck his tongue out at me.
“Put that away.”
He stuck it out even more.
I tapped on the tip of his tongue so he’d put it away.
And he responded by biting my index finger. Really hard.
“Did you just bite me?” I laughed and rolled off of him.
“No.”
I sat up and stared down at him. “You definitely did.” I showed him the bite mark he’d left on my finger.
“Are you sure the boyfriend wasn’t the one that marked you? That’s kind of his job.”
To mark me? Is that what Axel did to his girlfriends? “Were you with George tonight?”
“Yes.”
I squinted at him. “Were you though?”