Chapter 17: Chapter seventeen- Bickering

Adira Skylar's Pov:

After dressing Lancelot dressing, I came back to the kitchen. I need to prepare for dinner. I have to go to work at 6. I have got two hours till then. I need to face that jerk for two hours! Why did I even kiss him back? God, why did you make his lips so soft? His soft lips made me feel soft. I felt my legs go weak. I don't even like him and yet I kiss him because of his soft lips? Aish! I mean I like him but not that way. I should maintain some distance from him. This is not going well. It hasn't been even 72hours since I met him. And we kissed? I should be careful of my movements from now on. What am I even blabbering about? I should stop. Adira Skylar concentrates on making the food.

"Boo!" A voice startled me from behind.

"Aish! You scared me, you bastard! " I yelled out in Lancelot's face.

" Is there anything that DOESN'T scare you ?" He asked me folding his arms on his chest and smirking like a creep.

"Didn't I tell you not to move? I am not taking care of you again if go sick again." I told him concentrating on making dinner.

"I felt lonely. "

"Then go home."

"I like it here."

"I don't like you here."

"I like me here."

"But I don't."

"You do."

"I don't."

"But you kissed me back."

"I DIDN'T!"

"What a liar!"

"I told you I will kill you if you bring that topic again," I said pointing my knife in his direction. He raised his hands in surrender. I went back to cutting the vegetables.

"But you are blushing though." He said chuckling. I glared at him.

Jerk. Creep. Pervert.

"So, are you gonna tell me what happened to you? Why were you sad? " he asked me leaning on the kitchen counter.

"Nothing happened. Mind your business pervert." I said not looking at him. Remembering the scene which took place in the morning, I sighed.

"You are sighing. " that jerk pointed out.

"I can't sigh now?"

"You can. But only with me. You look way too sexy while sighing. And that part of you is only for me to see."

I blushed and cringed too hard. "D-didn't It-tell you to mind your own business? Stop bothering me. "

"What? I'm just stating the truth. You are sexy."

"No, I'm not."

"You are."

"I am not."

"I will eat you alive if you tell me you are not sexy again."

His threat worked on me. I kept quiet. After preparing dinner, I got ready and came back to the kitchen where Lancelot was eating ice cream peacefully even when I told him not to. He just came out of fever. Does he want to die? Die then creep.

"I'm going to work. Go home now. I need to lock the door. " I told him to open the fridge to take my water bottle.

"I'm staying. I'm going to guard this house. " he stated ."Guard, my ass." I whispered to myself slowly in annoyance. " I will be happy to do that too anytime." He yelled out. Closing the fridge, I turned to look at him. He was having the ice cream like a child with a happy smile. I looked at him in disbelief. Not bothering to argue, I head towards my work giving him a last glare.