Chapter Four

" Who the hell are you?" I shouted with every air in my lungs, the sound coming out like a shriek. The figure with crossed legs slowly turned to reveal Hunter's face, his cold blue eyes shooting bullets into my chest.

" What the hell are you doing here?" I asked, coming closer to the couch he was sitting on. There was no response. " I said, what the hell are you doing here?"

" That is no way to speak to your beloved husband, is it?" he calmly said, the words ' beloved husband ' sounding like poop to the ears.

" You still have not answered my question. What the hell are you doing here? And how did you even get in?" I was holding on tightly to my briefcase, careful enough to control my emotions before the case would end up smashing someone's head.

" Your mother brought me here, and insisted that I stay. She probably expects us to consummate our marriage tonight", he said, making me wonder what was making me more angry about him; the fact that he was still sitting majestically on my couch with his legs crossed, or that he wasn't even looking at me while talking.

" Do you?" I asked.

" Do I what?"

" Want to consummate? Because you better shouldn't".

" You wish. Even if you do not consider union as a necessity of convenience, I do, and that means that you should keep your distance from me", he snarled, finally looking at me.

I was glad he said that, though I would've been happier if the words left my mouth, not his.

" Well agreed", I said sternly, saving my snarl for another day and walking out on him.

I already had steaks and bacon with the chief editor, so I just lazily took a shower and retired to bed, deciding not to worry about the jerk downstairs.

The morning came quickly, more quickly than expected. It was a weekend and there was nothing much to do, so I took my time tilting on my bed, trying to summarize my sleep.

I checked my phone and it was some minutes past seven - Basil will appear out of nowhere by 7:30 to go to the gym with me, so I got out of bed and made my way downstairs.

I went to the kitchen, poured myself a glass of milk, gulped it down and went to the sitting room to stretch, only to meet Hunter staring at me, sitting in the same position as yesterday, and I was just on my tight briefs, and my morning boner was threatening to tear out of the briefs, making a visible outline of my package. I momentarily wished that the ground could open and swallow me up.

" What are you still doing here?" I asked, trying so hard not to freak out and trying not to act as if I was ashamed - he would love to see me feel embarrassed and I definitely wasn't going to grant him that favor.

" That is quite an unpleasant question, especially coming from someone who left me here all night".

" I thought you were going to leave the exact same way you came, but surprisingly here you are ".

" Well, I definitely will be needing your mother to usher me out of here ".

I heaved.

His presence alone was a fat pain in the ass and listening to him speak made matters worse.

" Don't worry, I'll soon leave ", he said, running his fingers through his hair.

" You better do", I said and walked back upstairs. I held my breath until I was sure enough that I was out of his sight before giving in to my mental breakdown, screaming but not letting a single sound out and punching the air in fury.

I soon calmed down, gathered my thoughts and ventured to prepare for the gym.

I met Basil outside, and we jogged to the gym, enjoying the cool morning breeze that grazed our faces and the blasting music in our ears.

Basil couldn't just stop laughing, he even ended up missing his step on the treadmill and was thrown out of it, but that still didn't stop him from laughing.

" Stop, it's serious", I said, slowing the pace on my equipment and going over to turn his off before sitting on the foot of the treadmill, facing his laughing ass.

" Wait, wait, I know it's serious but hell, it's so funny", he let out another outburst, almost fumbling on the floor, attracting stares from others around. We would've easily been bundled out and warned not to return again if we had been in a library, " but hey, there's no big deal there", he said and I gave him that kind of look that asked ' are you really in your right state of mind?' He continued, " I mean, you're both guys, so even if you end up being completely unclad before one another, it shouldn't be much of a big deal and besides, you're married", he started laughing again, making it obvious that he didn't understand the gravity of the situation.

Actually he wouldn't. He was as straight as a tree, and probably wouldn't understand my ordeal as a bisexual man. Even though I had told myself that I was bisexual, there was still a lot to discover about my sexual orientation. I was into girls, but was also on the low into boys; although I'd never had any serious sexual encounter with any guy.

" Get a grip", I said to him, leaving him there and moving over to the weight lifting equipment.

" Look, just snap out of it. Even though your union with him seems kind of mandatory; or rather arranged, you'd still have to get along with each other, and the earlier you do, the better for you", he said, patting me on the back before going over to help me lift the weights.

That was who Basil was, a secretary in work days and a friend on weekends. He had insisted on such strict protocols, claiming that if we mixed work life and social life, it'd end up ruining our relationship. He never drops the honorifics even when we're alone on work days.

After I got home from the gym he had already left the house. ' So you knew how to make the right choices' I thought to myself. We staying together would be like keeping a cat and a mouse in a confined space and the results are rarely harmonious - the Tom and Jerry carton was a testimony to that.

My phone buzzed and I picked it up; mom was calling.

" Good morning mom".

" Good morning son, how was your night?"

" Great", I said, hysterically nodding as if she could see me, " why didn't you tell me that you were bringing Hunter to my place? Or at least called to inform me that he was at my place?" I heard someone say ' nice shot' and figured that she must've accompanied dad to go golfing.

" I did. I told you I was taking him to your house when you were rushing off to meet whoever it was at the airport".

I knew I heard her mention something about my house.

" Oh, sorry, I wasn't listening then, and I was totally surprised when I came home yesterday and met him".

" You have no reason to be. He is now your spouse and it is only natural for you both to live together".

" Mmmh", I nodded to what she was saying while inwardly praying against the possibility of such ever happening.

" I have to hang up now Take care of yourself and do well to get along with him, okay?"

" Okay mom".

I quickly drank a full bottle of water before going on to spend my day, lazing about, sleeping, and doing a little paperwork.

Sasha called again but I ignored it. I was really starting to get tired of her calls.

Back when we were still together, I would've been preparing myself for an all night party at some club somewhere, and then end up treating my hangover the next day, and I didn't realize how much I hated such noisy lifestyle, not until I broke up with her.

The day passed swiftly and the next day came; another day to myself, only that I was sleeping on the couch, and then woke up to Hunter, staring down at me, with things behind him that looked like luggage - unbelievable.

I looked down on myself and was yet again, only on my briefs - oh, not again.