He's your mate

**Emily’s POV**

“Do not drop those jugs of love spells in my room,” I spoke up immediately when I noticed that she was trying to drop the tray of food on my bedside table.

I heard her snicker, but ignored me and proceeded to place the food carefully on my table.

“I brought you food.” She said, but when I still didn’t move an inch, she added; “I don’t see any reasons whatsoever to give you love portions when you’re already in love with me.”

Her sarcasm riled me up a little bit but I immediately reined in my anger and said; “You’re not even my type… no ass and tons of boobies.”

I noticed how her face flushed at my response but she immediately masked her expression and went over to sit on a rocking chair in a corner of my room.

I didn’t like her and in fact didn’t want her here, especially around me. I wasn’t sure if it was due to the fact that she behaved like she knew everything because she gave me the creeps, I just knew I didn’t like her much.

“You’re rude now.” She said.

“I’ve alway