Chase’s POV

She didn't even ask questions. She removed the turtle neck and the pair of sweatpants and threw them on the sofa. "Lie on top of the table..." I demanded and she was hesitant.

"I told you to lie on top of that table, damnit!!!" I yelled and she flinched.

"Why should I lie on top of the table?"

"You wanted to lie there when Henry asked you too.Why are you acting like you don't understand what I am saying?" I clenched my fists so hard just by the mere thought of Henry's ...