Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

Chapter 77

77-He Has A Habit Of Losing What He Loves

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“What are you doing?” I immediately pulled off to the corner and got trapped by the wall on one side and Maynard on the other side.

“What? I am just coming closer to talk in whispers. You don’t want them to wake up and interrupt us. I have something really urgent to talk about,” He got argumentative, lowering his eyebrows and bringing them together as if it made sense that he must slip into the bed with me.

“It’s inappropriate,” I complained, sitting up in the bed and passing a quick stare at my sleeping mates.

“What is? We are mates,” Maynard got up after me but didn’t leave the bed.

“If you are worried because of them then don’t be. When has your worry ever concerned them? They have both played you in ways and never looked back to check up on you. Maybe it’s time you stop thinking about them and start worrying about yourself,” Maynard held forth, vertical wrinkles appearing between his eyebrows.

“You are not wrong!” I whispered, easing up in the bed with him.

“Besides, we are just cuddling,” he said under his breath and got me to raise my brow at him, “I’m kidding!” he retreated.

I subtly relaxed under the blanket to hear him say what he wished me to hear.

“So, you said it was something urgent,” I whispered, turning my side to him. The fuck! He was sexy af.

I have never seen him from this close. The little smirk curling his lip up hinted he was aware of my thoughts.

throat to

repeated asking

to say sorry,” he mouthed and my face changed expressions to

is why he slid into the

original size, “Yeah! Make fun. But I began to bear a grudge whenever I saw you with Thiago. In my head, he was miles ahead of me in pursuing you and it struck my heart. I’m sorry for saying anything that I didn’t mean at that time but only said them to ruin your mood and

all I could respond was with that weird sound that didn’t convey my

casually gave a little nudge to my eyebrows to sound carefree. “So you are not upset with me anymore?” He asked again just to be certain there was no cold war going

the pillow,

all my

eyelids forcing to meet. He must be tired and so was I. I

was no regard for what we will face if the others woke up before us

why should I care about what they

up to tumult. My eyelids were still heavy and my thoughts were all over the place. The bright light penetrating my eyes directly from the window even made it

my stuff?” the owner of the testy voice was Thiago. Once I pushed my body up and finished yawning, I surveyed

and sexy body was just not what I needed for the day Now I

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Has A Habit Of Losing What

matter with you Thiago? Why are you complaining to us about your stuff? When have we ever touched your belongings?” Maynard was already out of bed after

right now,” Thiago’s attention turned directly to

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