"I wasn't trying to make you jealous!" Chris threw back angrily. "I was just. Talking. to him! Why can't you see that? Why would I go against my contract to you just to fuck with your head?! Gods... you really think that little of me don't you? I can't..." He trailed off a shook his head. "I can't even wrap my head around that... why the fuck would I tell you I love you... and then do something like that on purpose? I wouldn't. But... there again... I'm just a slave so I guess that means I have no morals or values and no loyalty. Of course. My mistake." He turned and walked back into the other bedroom, blinking back the tears in his eyes.