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Damn, it was good.
After swallowing, I continued the argument.
“Assuming we did wreck the couch, and you were so insistent on replacing it, why would I add your name to the title in exchange? I may be shitty at everything else, from your perspective, but I’m smart enough to know that a couch costs a lot less than a townhouse.”
“Because assuming this was a real situation, we would be in love, living as real mates, sharing everything else anyway.” His eyes narrowed at me. “And I don’t think you’re shitty at anything—except properly covering that perfect ass when you leave our house. You can be as naked as you want for me. In fact, nudity is preferable here. But as soon as you walk out those damn doors, you should fucking cover what’s mine.”
I scowled. “By that logic, I’d better start wearing a ski mask everywhere so no one can see my face. Or my hair. Or the color I painted my toenails.”
“Exactly. I’m being generous by letting you show your damned ankles, Mo. Glad we’re finally on the same page about that.”
I snorted, and he finally,finallygave me a small but wicked grin.
“If it really bothers you that much, I’ll consider trying on some other clothes whenever I next make it to a clothing store. I’m not promising anything, though.”
“It does. And, thank you.” He gestured to my soup.
I reluctantly lifted the spoon back to my lips. It was good, but I wasn’t ready for another round of vomiting.
He opened his own bowl, and started eating too. The room was silent for a few minutes, but it was comfortable silence. I eyed him, and he just outright stared at me, like he was trying to memorize my every feature.
“So, why is it such a big deal to you?” I asked. “The clothes thing?”
He considered it, and finally said, “It feels to me a lot like it would for you if I were to walk around in public in boxer-briefs and nothing else, with a raging hard-on.”
I blinked at him, trying to picture that.
If he’d walked into the bar, with his erection tenting a pair of tiny shorts, and nothing else on…
Damn.
I wouldn’t have been pissed. That wasn’t really my thing.
But I would’ve felt like everyone was staring at him. Checking him out. Seeing pretty much every part of him.
I wasn’t possessive the same way a male wolf was, but I could see how it would make them insane.
Me… it would just make me doubt myself.
Or feel on guard.
I didn’t really know, since I’d never been in that situation. But suddenly, I understood his perspective a lot better.
That didn’t mean I was going to start dressing like a nun, but I would try on clothes that covered a little more skin.
Axel added, “Some people would be fine with that, and that’s their call. I don’t judge them for it. But when I see all those eyes on you, my possessiveness rears up, and my wolf fights me. And the instinct to pin you to a wall and claim you in front of everyone in the room grows difficult to ignore.”
Well, damn.
“Thanks for explaining.” I lifted my spoon back to my mouth, before Axel decided to snag it and feed me himself. “I’ll definitely try on some other clothes. If I’m just as comfortable in something that covers a little more skin, I’ll wear it.”
He nodded. “We’ll go tomorrow. When I’m sure you’ve recovered from the alcohol.”
It was kind of touching that he was so worried about me.
“I’m still not convinced you’ll actually be here tomorrow,” I countered.
“Then tomorrow, you’ll be convinced.” He flashed me a bit of a smirk, scooting a little closer to me.
