Chapter Twenty 

Drake's POV

She didn't even ask questions.She removed the turtle neck and the pair of sweatpants and threw them on the sofa."Lie on top of the table..." I demanded and she was hesitant.

"I told you to lie on top of that table, damnit!!!" I yelled and she flinched.

"Why should I lie on top of the table?"

"You wanted to lie there when Matt asked you too.Why are you acting like you don't understand what I am saying?" I clenched my fists so hard just by the mere thought Matt's lips on her body. She lied on top of the table and just looking at her I...