"I am not a dog," He hissed in angry tone. He wasn't. Elle was wrong, he knew she had to be. Angela had rescued him. Taken care of him. Given him gifts and is trying to help him reach his full potential. Elle just didn't understand Angela like he did, that's all.

"And is that why you slept with me?" He accused at her other comment, his anger getting the best of him. He found himself speaking before thinking. "Because you wanted to make me feel at home?"

Maybe she hadn't been a virgin, maybe it had all been some kind of clever ruse. He couldn't help but let his paranoia get to him a little.