My Second Chance

#24 Ryder's Number One Fan

Sapphire's P.O.V

"Good morning kitten." A husky voice whispered beside me. "Fuck off. And do not call me kitten." I muttered with my eyes close, snuggling deeper into the sheets. "Come on.... Get up and make me breakfast." He whined, shaking my arm. "I'm not your maid. Make it yourself." I snapped.

When I sleep, nobody, and I mean nobody disturbs me. The fact that he's my mate is the only thing that's stopping me from being all ninja kick ass on him.

"You tried my cooking yesterday. You know I can't cook even if my life depended on it." Ryder snorted. "And you should have thought clearly before decieving me yesterday about the fact you can't cook." I retorted. Just make our gorgeous mate some food, Gwen groaned. Shut up, I grumbled. "Sapphire.... You can't do this to me... I'm dying here... Please.." He continued to whine like a 5 year old. "Ugghhh..." I groaned, forcing my eyes open and my body out of it's comfortable position. "See. That wasn't so hard, was it?" He flashed me a dazzling grin in victory. I flipped him the bird before taking spare clothes and going into the bathroom. He chuckled.

Okay, this goes in slow motion. I slam the bathroom door, strip out of clothing, face the mirror, then- wait for it...

"Aaaaaahhhhhhh!" I screamed.

That's it, my morning started with an annoying mate and a scream.

I heard a faint chuckle. "Ryder! You are so dead!" I screamed. I don't care if people think I'm weird, I just want to blend my mates innards and feed them to the lions in Africa right now. I eyes the I'm Ryder's number one fan written across my forehead in elegent writing. I'm sure he let out another chuckle from his office. Thanks to my werewolf hearing abilities, I picked it up. I'll just deal with that asshole later.

I scrubbed at the ink but it wouldn't fade. "Fuck you Ryder!" I yelled, knowing that he would hear. I was right about it as I heard a faint chuckle followed my cursing. He just had to use a fucking permanent pen. I barges out of the bathroom, (fully clothed and bathed you perverts), fuming. I have been scrubbing at the writing for the past hour but the words he oh so carefully write was still clearly visible. Why didn't you warn me, I fumed at Gwen and Drew. We just thought that it would be funny, Drew shrugged and Gwen nodded eagerly. Burn in hell, I growled and tuned them out. The skin where i scrubbed furiously was as red as a cooked lobster. Yes bitches, that was how hard I scrubbed.

I past by Alec and he chuckled in amusement. Sure, my mate just had to share the prank with his best friend. "Looking good Sapph." He grinned and I flipped him the muddle finger. Eat that Alec.

I stomped my way to his office. I'm going to kill him, i thought venomously. Hr just had to mess with my dignity. I pushed the door open roughly. My eyes met his mischievous grey ones and Cole's green ones.

"Your writing improved." Cole said with amusement. "What do you have to say about this?" I growled. "Umm... My writing improved?" Ryder smirked. "What do you want me to say then? Congratulations?!  Or, thank you for writing on my forehead with a permanent marker?!" I screeched. "It's really clear that you're a blonde." Cole smirked. "Do not use blonde jokes on me." I growled in warning. I gave them a death glare. If looks could kill, you wouldn't even be able to find their bodies.

"I wrote in elegant writing... it's nice." Ryder protested. "Yup, that's Ryder, always looking on the bright side." Cole snickered. I ignored him and countered Ryder. "So? Am I suppose to say thank you for your creativity?" I snorted. "You're welcome." He gave me a grin, flashing his white teeth. "This is so embarassing." I whined, hiding my face into the palm of my hands. "You're still beautiful anyway." He came forward and kissed the top of my head.

"Okay, stop before it turns into PDA!" Cole yelled in advance. Ryder smirked and a faint blush quickly covered my cheeks.