“Oh my God. You’re lying! You don’t lie!”
He pouted. “No, I didn’t.”
“I couldtasteit on you.” I sounded as baffled as I felt.
He covered his mouth as if it had betrayed him. “No, you couldn’t!”
“Yes!” I hopped down and went around the kitchen, opening the cupboards near the floor. I didn’t spot one of those stupidplastic cans of protein powder. Then, I started on the upper-level cupboards.
“Stop, this is stupid.” He tried to laugh, but it was too high pitched.
“The blender is in the drainer,” I muttered darkly, opening the last cupboard. He cursed as I spotted the incriminating can of protein powder on a high shelf that only tall people could reach. “There!” I pointed and glanced at him. Normally, this would mean he would rush over and grab me whatever I wanted, but not today.
He groaned and rubbed his cheeks with both hands. “That’s Ren’s!”
I glared at him. “Maybe Ren bought it, maybe he didn’t.”
His nostrils flared.
“Either way,youused it this morning.”
He crossed his arms and jutted his jaw. “So what?”
“You’re not supposed to be using it anymore, that’s what! I’m throwing it away. It’s bad for you.” I slammed the cupboard, then opened it and pointed again, but he still didn’t budge.
He snorted in an asshole way that was completely not him. “Go ahead. Try. You’re too teeny.” He walked over and patted the top of my head. What a jackass.
“You’ve been spending way too much fucking time around Ren. You’d think you’d have learned a lesson by now from watching how that works out for him.” I slapped his hand away.
“You can’t reach it. Do your worst.” His eyebrows ticked up.
I saw red and hopped up onto the counter in a flash, nearly slipping and blasting my nose on a shelf in the cupboard.
“Shit. Oli. Be careful!”Therewas my KC. The concern in his voice was exactly what I would’ve expected, but I was still shaken up from seeing the side of him that could be a fucking jerk. That was not what I needed first thing in the morning.
“Oh,Ishould be careful,” I snapped. “What about you?” I groped toward the protein powder.
“This is stupid.” He tried to reach around me to grab the container, but I got it first. In the scuffle, I ended up curled around the protein powder like the container was a football.
He tried to reach around me and steal it.
I shook my head.
He got an edge of the bottom and tried to dislodge my grip, but I twisted away, nearly toppling off the counter.
“Give it!” he shouted.
“No!” My heart hammered. KC didn’t do things like this. His face was an angry scowl that had never been directed at me. I bit my lip and refused to hand over the powder.
“Fuck!” He wrapped his arms around me and picked me up. Just lifted me off the counter. I flailed and kicked, and he dropped me to my feet with a string of curse words flying free that sounded a hell of a lot more like Ren than him.
“You should be eating real food. The doctor said so!” I tried to run, but he boxed me into a corner with his arms out.
“What do you know about it? You’ve never done sports. You’re not bulked up.” KC lunged and got his hands around the protein powder and yanked, but I held on, anger sinking its venomous fangs into me.
“You’re right.” I spat the words in his face. “I’m just a scrawny runt. Maybe you should go fuck someone else. Someone stronger.” Bitterness boiled in my veins. “That’s what you think about guys with less muscle, right? They suck?”
“Shit.” KC tugged again, teeth bared, and dragged me across the floor, but fuck him. Like hell I was letting go now. “How are you holding on?” A smile flickered to life on his lips.
