I had no choice but to tell him about the rejection. When I finished, he was clenching the edge of the table so hard that his knuckles turned white.
"Fucking bastard." He growled. "Hey... it's fine now, isn't it?" I said stroking his cheek softly, letting my delicate fingers run over his tan skin. "You're beautiful. Even goddess-like. How can he reject you? Is he blind or something?" He growled. My heart leaped at his nice comments. Then, I just realized he called me goddess-like. I'm far from a goddess, I thought bitterly. "It's just because I have an hourglass figure. If I was any fatter, you wouldn't have like me." I shrugged, trying to hide the unhappiness from my voice. "Seriously?! Why do all girls care so much about their figures or something? Are looks that important?" He frowned at me. "What?" I shrugged, uncomfortable under his heated gaze. "No. Seriously, why?" He said as a frown etched across his face.
"Self consciousness, confidence I guess." I shrugged. Oh my God, what if he knows we have food anorexia? Oh my God! Gwen started to panic. Told you so, Drew shrugged. Really? Now Drew? Now? You gonna talk about that now?! I growled at her.
My mate frowned in disapproval but didn't say anything. He won't know about my sickness. He won't, I reassured myself. Keep telling yourself that, Drew snorted. Stop being a bitch, I snapped. Sorry for doing what a normal demon does, she snapped sarcastically. I mentally growled at her. Okay, stop, Gwen said quickly. Looks like she's the only one not effected by the Changing.
"I still think that you're perfect." Ryder growled into my ear, making shivers go up my back. "You are perfect too." I smiled, giving him a quick peck on his cheek.