Rian's POV:
"What?" I turned around at him. I also tried to get my wrist from him but he just tightened it more causing me to flinch from pain.
"Ahh!" he loosened his hold and his facial expression softened.
"I'm sorry for that. But we need to talk." he's tone back again into a hard one.
"Talk? We don't have anything to talk about." I snapped.
"Oh, yes my dear wife, we have to talk about your little boyfriend."
I furrowed my eyes on him and take a deep breath.
"You need to tell me who was that Gavin and what is he to you! Is he your boyfriend?" his grey eyes are boring into my brown eyes.
"I told you, Gavin is just my friend! He's my bestfriend!" why is he acting like this? Like a jealous husband?
-'Oh my...'-
"Bestfriend? A bestfriend doesn't act like that as if he's your boyfriend and not a bestfriend!"
"And so? What is it with you?"
"God damned it! Just tell me, who is him with you?" he grabbed my hand again.
