Love with a Jerk - Nikki Plotner (ebook reader with highlight function .txt) 📗

plate full of food and set it in front of me. He had made me a waffle and some bacon and sausage. One of my favorite breakfast foods, he even poured strawberry syrup and put fresh strawberries on top of my waffle. I picked up my fork and dug into my delicious meal.
“So honey, you’re going to go out with Leon after you eat”. My mother said.
I smiled up at Leon and then up at my mom and finished eating. After I got done eating Leon and I had left the house. He took me to this park and we walked around it, talking about some things. He was really nice and I liked it a lot, but I didn’t know if Leon was the one for me or not. After we walked around the huge park a couple times, he took me to a play to watch. It was a good play, but I am not one of those people who are interested in them. Once the play was over, Leon took me to a really nice restaurant. I had some shrimp scampi. We talked about what he did in England. He was a ruler in London and I wasn’t sure if I could be with him because I am definitely not someone that can rule a country, let alone a werewolf country as well. I told him that I painted and was really into music. He told me that that was really awesome. After dinner, we went back to my parents’ house. I said goodnight to Leon and then I went up to my room and got into some pajamas. My big brother came in my room and sat next to me on my bed, as we watched some movies. We drifted off to sleep sometime during the night and the next morning when I woke up, my brother Jake was still asleep in my bed. I went downstairs, not caring that I was still in my pajamas and ate some breakfast that Scotty had cooked for everyone. I could feel the guy’s eyes on me, but I didn’t pay any attention to them. I just kept on eating my breakfast and then went back to my room and got ready for the second day of my getting to know these guys.

Chapter Three: Neil

After I spent an hour of getting ready, I went out to Neil’s car and waited for him. He came out a couple minutes later.
“Get in”. He said rudely. I hopped in the car, not believing he didn’t open my door for me.
“Where are we going”? I ask, looking down at my hands.
“It’s a surprise. Do you have a problem with that”? He glanced over at me giving me an “I better not have a problem with that” type of look.
“Nope don’t have a problem”. I said popping the P and with an attitude, since he was giving me one. He needs to be put in his place. It didn’t work though; instead he just started laughing at me hysterically. He was really starting to piss me off. We went to a museum. Hmm, well maybe he likes history or something. I thought to myself. After we walked around an art museum, we went to a zoo and looked at all of the animals. He bought me a cotton candy and a stuffed animal. I don’t know, but I really can’t figure this guy out. He seems nice sometimes, but overall he acts like a complete ass. I found out he liked art and music a lot, which is good because I had that in common with him. After an entire afternoon of complete fun, we went to a fancy restaurant. We were sat at the back of the restaurant, where the VIP people sit. I could see other people, but they had a harder time seeing us, because there was a lot of privacy. I figured this would be the time to ask him questions about him and why I would pick him, since the entire day we just had fun and didn’t talk much.
“So, why should I pick you Neil”? I asked with complete seriousness.
It looked like he had to think about it. Then he looked at me with a huge cocky smile on his face. I loved that smile; it made me get butterflies in the pit of my stomach. At first I wasn’t sure if he was going to say anything, but then after what seemed like minutes, he finally spoke up.
“Um, I don’t really know why you should pick me. To tell you the truth I am only here because my parents had forced me. I don’t really want a mate, I am at a stage in my life for no relations, but I figured I would come down here, on my parent’s behalf and see what you are like. I know we have some things in common, but coerced into this situation”.
I thought about what he had said. We were being coerced into this entire situation, but it would have been done eventually. That’s how werewolf’s parents were; they had to pick the right people for their children. I wondered if I were to pick him if he would have a problem with it. Maybe I should just ask him, would that make him think I would pick him. I am not so sure I even want to be with him. I still have a date with Reece to go on; maybe something will happen in the next couple of days to make me want to pick one of the others. I took a deep breath and pulled myself together asking the question.
“So, if I pick you, would you have a problem with that”? I asked curiously.
He looked at me skeptically. “Uh, I did just tell you I didn’t really want a mate. I don’t know if I would have a problem with it. Maybe you would be better off with one of the other guys”. He said really mean and aggressively. I couldn’t believe he just acted like that over a stupid little question. I didn’t care, or did I. I stood up from the table and grabbed my purse.
“You can take me home now”. I said with as much force as I could. I walked out of the restaurant and went to his car. He followed me, putting a cigarette in his mouth, when he was outside. I got in his car, slamming the door. I was pissed. This guy is the biggest ass I have ever known. How dare he treat a lady with disrespect? I am going to get back at him somehow, just not sure how exactly. When I got home, I went straight to my room and started a hot bath. I stripped from my clothes and got in a steaming hot bubble bath. I sat their thinking about all the ways I could get back at him. Maybe, I should just pick him. I will ruin his entire life if I did. Hmm, but then I will have to put up will him all the time and that would be no fun for me. My mind was racing with ways to get back to him. If I gave him the silent treatment, he would get a thrill out of it. What if I made his white shirts pink? Now, that’s a great thought. He would be so pissed and he would learn his lesson about messing with me. I hurried and bathed my body and then got out of the tub getting dressed in some comfortable pajamas. I went by Neil’s bedroom to see if he was in there. I knocked a couple of times and there was no answer. I opened the door and put my head in, I didn’t see him, and so I went into his room and grabbed all of his white shirts. I shut his door and ran downstairs to the laundry room. I put his shirts in the washer and then went to get some red dye from the kitchen. I poured some of the red dye over the shirts and some bleach. Then I started the washer. I sat in the living room, until the laundry was finished. I took them out of the dryer, please with myself for coming up with such a brilliant idea. I folded his shirts and then took them up to his room. I knew he wasn’t in his room because my father had called him into his study. I sat the shirts in the same spot I got them. Then I went to my room, waiting for him to find out. I had fallen asleep when I heard someone yelling. I knew Neil had found the shirts. He seemed pissed. I couldn’t help but giggle to myself. I wish I could have seen his expression. The next thing I knew was my door was thrown open and shut again.
“Why the feck is my shirts banjax”? He yelled at me. I was shocked; I couldn’t believe I have done such a thing.
“What make you think I did it”? I asked angrily.
“None other would have, you blaggarding women”!
“Maybe next time you won’t mess with me you asshole”! I yelled.
He was really pissed; he went out of my room slamming the door. Good, it serves him right. He has definitely learned his lesson. I lied there in bed, wondering if he would stay mad at me over this. I was really starting to feel bad and I couldn’t let him be upset with me. I liked him too much, even if he was a complete ass. I got out of my bed and walked to his room. I knocked on the door.
“Who is it”? He asked. I could tell he was still irritated.
“Um, it’s Olivia”.
“Leave”! He yelled.
There was no way I was just going to leave and let him hate me, instead I walked into his room and shut the door behind me. I looked at him; he was sitting on his bed looking at a book.
“I thought I told you to leave”. He said even more agitated, looking up at me from his book.
“Yeah, I wasn’t going to let you sit in here being mad at me”. I looked down at the floor.
“Really, I should be fecken belligerent with you”! He yelled.
“I know you have every right being mad at me. Coloring your shirts, was a little overboard. I just didn’t like the way you talked to me at dinner”. I still looked at the floor, not wanting to make eye contact with him.
“I forgive you, now you can leave”. He said with a cocky attitude. There was no way I was leaving quiet yet, I wanted to know why he didn’t like me.
“Why don’t you like me”? I asked, looking up at him.
“It’s not that I don’t like you in particular. I have issues and don’t want to be forced into anything, but weather it was you or someone else, I wouldn’t get a choice and I would treat them the same way. It’s how I am”.
I knew there was more to this; I just couldn’t put my hand on it. It kind of