SOPHIA'S POV

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I yelled as I hurried into the bathroom. " It's your fault. If I miss my flight, I'll kill you! Jesus Christ!"

"How is it my fault? You enjoyed yourself last night didn't you?" He asked mockingly.

I pushed my head out of the bathroom and glared at him. I wished I could wipe that cocky smile off his face.

I noticed he was walking toward the bathroom. "Where are you going?" I asked when he got closer.

"Into the bathroom?"

"To do what?"

"To cook. Of course to bath." He had a mischievous grin on his face.

"Come in here and I'll cut off...