Chapter 11: _ Cullen
"Who is Cullen?" Liam blinked at me.
I gripped the doorknob and mouthed. "My roommate." Before I broke the lock and...
... in we went.
Cullen had his tail out, wagging it and breaking his back to sensory music booming loudly. With a glass of wine in hand, he swayed his ass to the beat while his tail dangled along in the most hilarious way possible.
I couldn't help a smirk. "Cullen, what the hell?" I shouted just enough for him to hear me.
He spun around mid-air in a salsa step, looking like a startled deer. "Isleen!" he screeched, the volume way too louder than the music even. "You're back early! I thought I would need to come bail you out." Patted his chest thrice, "Thank God. And who's... mini-me?"
What the?!
Cullen was just unbelievable!
"Bail me, you say?" I dropped Liam's hand and threw a sofa pillow at Cullen who dodged it.
"Come on, girl." Cullen hissed. "It's not every day that one's friend gets arrested by the pack's soldiers."
I stood, hands akimbo. "Seriously, Cullen? What am I doing with someone like you around?!" I hollered, grabbed the remote, and clicked off the music. "Knock replacement's coming out of your paycheck, Cullen."