Chapter: 114

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"Can I hold you?" He swallows while staring at me.

His odd request brings my eyebrows together as a confused frown takes over my expression.

"If you are asking me in a polite way to feel me up, then I suggest you should think again." Crossing my arms under my chest, I arch an eyebrow at him, "Because baby daddy or not, I am going to hand your ass in five different ways to you if you so much even try to touch me. And there will be nothing pleasurable about it. Well, for me it will be, but I can't say the same about you." I shrug.

"Avery!" He shakes his head looking appalled while I try to suppress my smile seeing his flustered expression.

"Alec!" Raising my eyebrows I say mockingly, which makes him crack a smile.

"You haven't changed, maybe slightly but not completely." His eyes rest on my face, a fond smile gracing on his lips.

"No, I have." I nod and after a long time there is no bitter feeling about this change, just acceptance, "Maybe for better."

"Really?" He raises his eyebrow, looking unconvinced.

"For starters, my tolerance level has increased." I slowly nod my head, "I am getting better at controlling my anger." I never punched anyone when Liam gets shots, so it definitely speaks a lot about my anger control.

"Better at controlling your temper?" He chuckles in amusement, "You should erase that thing from your list because the way you beat the shit out of Freddy is really contradicting your statement."

Oh, so that loser's name is Freddy.

"Are you implying that I should not have beaten him?" I press my lips together, "So, what do you suggest what should I have done? Send him a Fuck You card with the picture of a middle finger to express my anger?"

"He tried to hit you-"

"So?" He intercepts me.

"So?" I look at him in disbelief, "So? Really, Alec?"

"Yeah, so? You said he tried to hit me, so why does that made you angry?"

My chest heaves in anger as now I want to knock his teeth down his throat.

"Why does that made me angry?" I glare at him while clenching my hands into fists, "Because I am not just going to stand and watch if somebody tries to hurt who is mine." I growl as the dark rage consumes me even thinking about someone trying to harm him in any way.

However, as soon as these words leave my mouth realization hit me thinking about what I have just said in the heat of the moment. Heat rising up to my face, because of my slip up.

"I was talking about Liam," I quickly add, to hide my embarrassment, "You were carrying Liam he could have got hurt, that made me angry."

"Uh-huh." He slowly nods his head, raising his eyebrows, his tone suggests he is not convinced.

"Yes, Liam is mine." I give a sharp nod as I look him square in the eyes, "He is mine."

"No, Avery, he is not yours." He shakes his head, "He is ours."

"However, I am yours." His lips twist into a teasing smile, "Just like, you are mine, Firefly."

My eyes snap to him when I hear the name he had given me. My heart twists painfully because I know how far it is from the truth.

I am not his Firefly.

"Alec, I am not your firefly..." I whisper tearing away my gaze from him, "I am just Avery."

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