#Chapter350
Alexi sighs heavily, stands up as if to leave, ruining what’s left of my mood as a heaviness drags my stomach to the base of the bathtub and I resign myself to tears. Because that’s what emotionally fragile and stupid girls do when their boyfriends unintentionally upset them.
I stop mid internal rant at how much of an insensitive unromantic prick he is when he perches his glass at the end by my feet before unbuttoning his shirt slowly. Locking eyes on me and a hint of a begrudged smirk.
/"I’ll have to shower that smell off me after this. Why do women have to soak in floral scented bubbles? What’s wrong with normal water?/" He’s grumpy, that hint of childishness breaking through because I won, and I perk up and can’t stop the smile widening across my face. All doom and gloom jumping out the window to be replaced with a sudden rush of ‘I love you so much’.
Definitely hormonal and emotional today.
