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His gaze feels as if its piercing through my soul; I refuse to back down. I am currently sitting in the living room of my new shared home, staring at my partner in disbelief.
How dare he? I was only a few minutes late and now he thinks he owns the master bedroom. Remember when I said he's either a gentleman or an asshole? He's definitely a asshole.
"First come, first serve Miss Steele." He states with a crease in his eyebrows. This is not what I imagined I'd be doing on a mission.
"May I remind you Mr. Grey, we're suppose to be sharing this house." I say and cross my arms on my chest. He raises his eyebrows.
"You wanna share the master bedroom? Okay, but I call dibs on the right side of the bed." He stands and turns to walk away. What? I follow behind until we're in the kitchen.
"Uh..no, that's not what I meant.." I say frantically.
"Then what did you mean Miss Steele?" He turns around to fill a glass of water and smirks at me. Bastard! I huff and sit on the counter.
"Fine, you want the master bed take it, but I expect you to follow the typical roommate rules." He squints his eyes in way of question and places his glass on the counter.
"And those rules are?.."
I pull the copies out of the back pocket of my jeans and hand him one. He looks it over and scowls.
"Is there a problem?" I ask.
"No sexual friends over when roommate is present in the house?" He says and looks at me with a confused expression. I smile sarcastically.
"Well, Mr. Grey I wouldn't want hear anything inappropriate and I'm sure you wouldn't want to either." I say.
"Actually, I wouldn't mind." He says and smiles. I roll my eyes.
That night I decide to explore the neighborhood. While driving here I noticed that the houses don't look cheap, but I probably should have guessed that when I saw the big enterance gates.
I'm walking near a house when a small white fluff passes me by. It takes me a moment to realize it's a dog. I run behind it and finally catch up about three blocks later.
"Where were you headed little guy?" I ask. The dog looks at me with a blank stare. I walk back to where I saw it escape.
There's a old woman, probably in her 70s, on the phone. She spots me and puts the phone down.
"Oh thank goodness!" She says, "I was so worried. Thank you very much young lady."
"Its no problem." I smile. She smiles back and raises her eyebrows.
"You must be my new neighbor. It's nice to meet you. I saw you moving in earlier." She says and raises her hand for a hand shake. I shake her small hand.
"Likewise." I say. She asks me a few questions about why I moved when I got the house. I tell her the story that Ros cooked up.
"Oh, you live alone?" She says, with a bit of worriness. I'm about to answer yes, but remember the asshole.
"Uh, no. It's my husband and I." I mentally cringe at the word husband. She smiles at looks at my hand. A frown sets upon her face. Wow, she really reminds me of grandma Steele.
"Where's your ring darling?" She asks with her eyebrows creased. My eyes widen. Fuck! I forgot about the ring.
"It's at the jewlers. I get it cleaned once in a while." I say and nod my head. She's smiles, I think she bought it.
"Oh well, I'd love to have you and your husband over for dinner one night. You could meet my grandson, he lives with me." I smile and nod again.
"Of course, Mrs..?"
"Oh honey, I haven't been a Mrs. in a while. Call me Darla." She smiles.
I walk back to the house and admire its beauty. It's a mediterranean style house with a 4 car garage and marble steps leading up to the front door.
"Yes. Yes mother. I will." I hear Christian say when I enter back into the house. Momma's boy?
I stroll into the living room where he's on the phone. I wonder what they're talking about.
"She's here mother. Of course, I'll let her know." He says and eyes me. I look around awkwardly. He finally ends the call.
"My mother." He says, as if I don't know. I nod.
"She wants to invite you over for dinner." I raise my eyebrows. Dinner? Me? Who did he say I was?
"What did you tell her?" I ask
"I told her that I'd talk to you.."
"No, about me and you." I interrupt. He looks at me confused.
"Exactly what our mission states. That you're my wife." What? He told his parents that he's married! I couldn't even tell Ray or Kate I was moving in with a boyfriend. I had to lie that I got a new job out of town.
"Why?" He asks. "You didn't tell your parents about your lovely spouse?" He smirks. I shake my head.
"Nope. What was I suppose to say? Dad, I'm moving in with my husband. Don't ask how we got married but we did and I forgot to invite you to the wedding?" I say.
"Yeah." He nods his head. I roll my eyes and decide to call it a night. All this arguing is tiring me out.
"Where are you going?" He asks once I start walking towards the stairs.
"Don't worry I'm not going to the master bed." I yell without turning around.
"What about the dinner?" He yells back. I huff.
"Tell her I'll be there."
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