"Why, I want you, Kaelos."
I stared at Celine like she'd lost her mind.
Heck, she definitely has!
'Where's a gag reflex when you need one?' Damon muttered in my head, making gagging sounds.
But I ignored him, instead staring at Celine with distant eyes. "Well, you can't have me, love. Been there, done that... Never again." I said plainly.
Without another word, I withdrew my hand from Celine's hold, causing her to gasp with surprise.
She watched me as I downed the entire glass of vodka in one gulp but I kept my gaze away from her, placing my attention back on the papers on the table.
"You can't mean that." Celine suddenly muttered, obviously in denial. "What we had was special, Kaelos. We didn't need any mate bonds to define our love."
I had grabbed a pen before she started speaking but couldn't help but drop it when I heard her say all that.
This had to be a joke. A deliberate plot for her to get into my head and distract me maybe.
Because, what the heck?
