Andrew's POV
I stood still as I saw Jade, walking out of her room at the same time I was also getting out of my room.
"Is this what I will wake up to, everyday?" I groaned.
However, that thought completely vanished when I saw what she was putting on.
It was my joggers and round neck top that I left in the wardrobe in the other room. Since the room was directly opposite mine, I sometimes slept inside it and I had some of my belongings in it.
I must confess, even though I was reluctant to do so. She looked so cute in my clothes even though they were clearly bigger than her.
"She is relatively small." I mused to myself.
No lady had ever put on my clothes and seeing them on her like that was doing something I didn't understand to my body.
I quickly face palmed mentally, when I realized what I was doing.
"She is supposed to be your step sister, she is off limits!" I yelled at myself inwardly.
"Silly!" My wolf growled weakly but I ignored him and focused on the delectable, cute girl before me.
I shouldn't be finding my stepsister attractive. I knew that. And even after telling myself that, my body wouldn't stop reacting funnily towards her.
After staring at my shirtless body for a while, her eyes drifted up to meet mine and It was as if she knew what was going on in my mind. So, I decided to mask whatever it was she was seeing on her face, with anger.
"What the heck do you think you are doing?" I snapped at her, furiously.
She jumped up in fright.
"What do you mean?" She inquired, looking confused.
"Did I not tell you that I dislike people invading my space?" I snapped at her, again.
She looked more confused and her round eyes twitched.
"I... I don't un ..." She was probably trying to tell me she didn't understand what I meant but I didn't allow her to land, before cutting her short.
That was because the way her eyes twitched, made something twitched in my groin.
"I would appreciate if you do not step on my boundaries in this house. There are many things I can't tolerate, and I can tell you categorically that using my stuff is one of them." I told her, feigning annoyance.
She looked around her after digesting my words and then finally got what I was referring to, as she looked at the joggers she had on, then to mine.
Her eyes widened in understanding.
"Oh my!" Her left palm flew to her mouth and she widened her eyes, more. She looked so feminine at that moment.
"I am sorry for making use of your clothes without asking. I found them in the wardrobe and I couldn't ask anybody before I made use of it. We haven't unpacked our boxes and I needed some clothes to change into, after taking a shower." She rushed out, sounding so apologetic.
I felt bad immediately. But I knew I must kept up with the act.
"You just got here and you are already getting on my nerves. How do I deal with that? You better get your acts together!" I said to her, furiously and walked away before she could say a word in response.
But before leaving, I could notice how rigid she had became. Her face fell and her hands dropped to her side, deafeatedly.
"Huh!" I huffed and continued walking away. After some seconds, I could hear her footsteps after me.
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Jade's POV
I bit a part of my lower lip, nervously as I heard him talk about how he could never tolerate people using his stuff.
At first, I was understanding of his point and I accepted I was at fault so I quickly apologized but when he was still not having it, I became embarrassed.
As he walked away angrily, I became self conscious and wanted to go pull off the clothes but none of my luggage had made it way to my room, yet.
"Well, maybe this is for good. I actually need to get over him and start seeing him as a step brother which he should be, to me. I guess, him being this way to me will help me get over him, quickly." I reasoned as I gathered what was left of my dignity and walked downstairs.
When I got there to the dinning room, I almost shuddered at the public display of affection between my mom and Andrew's father. It was disgusting to me, but I bet it was totally sweet to them.
"Open up, widely! Let me feed you, darling! You know you are my baby, right?" Raymond said to my mom, who giggled like a teenager and took her precious time before she could open her mouth.
I rolled my eyes at the display and was reluctant to take a seat.
"Jade, sit down and come have dinner. I made my favorite food." My mom said to me and I grunted inwardly.
"She has started making meals, already? What a devoted girlfriend!" I stated inwardly and scrunched my nose in disgust.
I couldn't remember the last time she made my favorite meal, not even on my birthday. She would rather be parading her favorite meal, instead. As if forcing what she liked on me.
Well, I chose to believe that was her way of punishing me for making her a widow.
"Are you not going to eat?" My mom asked, after sensing my hesitation.
"I think I have lost my appetite." I replied her and shrugged. I was never a fan of her favorite.
Andrew raised up his head to look at me after response to my mom and he had knowing look on his face.
On a first glance, It was as if he was thinking I had lost my appetite because of him, but on a second glance, it was asking if he was mocking me.
"Sit down and eat." My mom said to me, firmly.
If I should refuse, I knew what that could lead to. I wanted to swallow whatever word my tongue was trying to produce, and sit down to force myself to eat the food, but Raymond came to my aid.
"Hey, darling. If she doesn't want to eat this, she can always find something else in the kitchen to manage. Or better still, the house help can whip up something really quick for her." Raymond told my mom.
"Don't mind her, darling. She always seem to lose her appetite whenever I prepare my favorite meal. I know what she is doing. She is one mischievous brat!" My mom said to her boyfriend.
I clenched my fist tightly and gritted.
"Right! Kids can sometimes act up like that. No need to get worked up because of it, alright darling. Let her get something else." Raymond managed to pacify my mom.
"Jade, what would you love to have, instead?" Raymond asked me sweetly. But I was too angry to accept his kindness with open arms.
"I would just go to bed." I told him, lowly.
"I told you, didn't I? She can be an ungrateful brat, sometimes." My mom told her boyfriend and hissed.
I could see how Andrew had stopped eating and was playing with his cutleries. He seemed like he was enjoying watching the drama unfold.
I couldn't stand the embarrassment, anymore, so I ran upstairs, got in my room and locked the door.