Chapter 9. It Was a Silly Kiss

POV Megan

“Nobody loves me; they all hate me. I’d better eat a Christiansito,” I sang as we drove to the moron’s, I mean Adam’s, house. God, I’m so bored, I thought.

“Who’s Christian?” asked Adam, gripping the steering wheel tightly; his beta Josh shifted uncomfortably in his seat. So the wolf is jealous, I thought with a devilish grin. This is going to be fun.

“Ouch! I think I forgot to tell you,” I said in an innocent tone, “Christian Grey is my lover, Adam, but quiet he doesn’t mind you saying I’m yours when he knows my first man was him, and that schizophrenia and making up stuff lately is all the rage.”

Suddenly the car braked abruptly, had it not been for the seat belts I would have bounced off my seat, Adam wouldn’t let us out of the van, he approached me so fast that my back hit the door, and he glued his forehead to mine and we stood looking into each ot