[Flashback continues]
I knew my mind was gonna drift back to Barry sooner or later.
I drank with Pete, talking about anything and everything, trying hard to focus on him alone.
The drinks we took soon began its effects in our body system. I could feel myself getting tipsy, Pete also wasn't himself.
In my tipsy state, I perceived the cinnamon scent again. Barry's scent. I shut my eyes, subconsciously inhaling the pleasing scent.
I realized my action and shook my head vigorously. Pixie is going crazy. I am going crazy. I need more drinks.
"I need more drinks, maybe I should go get it myself this time" I said, taking a step forward but Pete quickly grabbed my hand.
"No, Pixie" He looked towards the mini bar "There are a lot of guys over there and nana wants you away from them"
I rolled my eyes playfully at him. "Fine!"
He released my hand and smiled at me before turning around to get the drinks. While standing, my eyes caught a bench nearby and I felt the need to sit after a long time of standing.
I began to walk towards the bench but at a point, the effect of the alcohol made me stagger. Out of nowhere, strong hands quickly held my waist and one of my arms to prevent me from stumbling to the ground.
"You drank too much, Princess" A deep familiar voice said, a slight teasing tone in his voice.
Barry.
I felt his finger pressing into my skin, but not in a way to hurt me. His palm was dangerously near my hips and I secretly wished he would grab my hips and give a little squeeze. I swallowed at my impure thoughts and quickly took his hands off my body.
We simultaneously took a step back to maintain distance between us. His scent was strong in the air around me even as I was now standing few feet from him.
Why was he standing here when he wanted me to stay away from him?
"You should really stop drinking" He said calmly.
"My drinking should not be your business!" I retorted sharply. "Go back to your girlfriend and pry into her business, don't pry into mine!" I said with the irritation I felt.
He smiled amusingly, his eyes twinkling in the semi darkness. "My girlfriend?"
I scowled at him "Oh please, don't try to pretend you don't know who I was talking about. She was sitting on your laps minutes ago"
Shit. I didn't have to say the last sentence. It just showed how bitter I felt about seeing a girl around him.
Barry bit down on his lower lip in an attempt to stop his laughter from bursting out but his dimples showed vividly even in the semi darkness.
"Ah jealousy" he muttered to himself, shaking his head. "Are you jealous?" He asked me directly, tilting his head.
I scoffed and pointed to my chest "Jealous?" I shook my head and scoffed again "Fuck no, I'm not jealous"
"Then why do you have to bring her up?" He asked slowly.
I hated the way I was riled up about a girl sitting on his lap and having his cap on her head.
What I hated more was the right questions he asked me.
And what I hated the most was the calm way he asked me those questions.
He looked cool standing with a confident bad boy swagger and I noticed he now had his baseball cap back on his head which he wore in his usual backwards style.
"Just get out from my sight, Barry" I muttered.
"I'll go after you stop drinking" He said, still using that annoying calm tone.
"No" I said stubbornly.
"Give me the cup" He ordered.
"No!" My tone was harsh.
"You have to stop drinking, P"
My glare deepened "You can't tell me what to do"
Barry let out a short sigh before stretching out his hand to get the drink from me but I hugged the cup to myself, unwilling to give him.
He sighed, looking irritated "Pixie, give me the cup"
"Hey, Barry! Leave her alone!" Pete ordered loudly, his eyes moist and darker from anger and the drinks he's had.
Barry threw Pete an angry glare which could bury him alive "You should look after Pixie, take care of her, not allow her get drunk in a party, making her stagger and let's not forget her nana will be pissed"
Pete returned his glare "She should have fun, like everyone else"
Barry and Pete faced each other, a murdering glare on their faces. I just hope they don't make a scene here.
Barry's jaw twitches before he broke the eye contact and focused on me. He snatched the drink from my hand, causing some of the liquid to spill on his jacket, but he didn't care about that. He simply threw away the content inside the cup and dropped the cup on the ground.
"What's your problem, Barry?" I scoffed quietly "Why are you doing this?"
Barry's lips formed a sexy shape, parting a bit as he thought briefly about my question.
"Trying to look after me? making sure I'm okay? impress my nana? Why exactly are you doing this?" I questioned in a rush.
"I don't know" He whispered, looking confused "I just....I don't like seeing you like this, okay?" He waved a hand to my face and looked away briefly "It makes me uncomfortable" He mumbled. "Being drunk will make you go around behaving stupid" He added.
"What the hell Barry?" Pete spoke up "Don't speak to her that way. She's my date!" His voice went dangerously low as he added in a growl "and my mate!"
I felt the power in his voice cause vibration around me.
Wait, he said something: 'and my mate'
His mate?
And just like that the air seem to stop moving around me.
My jaw dropped.
I am Pete's mate?
Barry narrowed his eyes, looking between pete and I. "Mate?" He said the word like it was bitter. "That's not possible"
"And why is it not possible?" Pete asked in a harsh whisper.
"Because...." He paused to dip one of his hands in his trousers and lock his eyes with mine. "She can't have two mates, can she?"
I was confused. I furrowed my brows, slanting my head to the side "Two mates? Does that mean....." I trailed off as realization dawned on me. "Oh Goddess....."
I lifted my head to look at Barry right in his green eyes, full of expressions capable of melting me.
Barry is also my mate? That is just crazy.