"Did I just hear you say I should get used to seeing my man intimate with another woman?" Eve repeated his words, her piercing glares concentrated on his face.
"Tell me, would you get used to seeing me act lovey-dovey with another man? Can you stand seeing me fuck another man while sharing the same roof..."
"Eve!" Xander yelled as if he was gonna pull the roof down with his deep masculine voice.
"See, you can't stand hearing me say it so how could you ever get accustomed to witnessing that every day," Eve murmured and staggered backwards.
"Ouch!" Eve cried out in pain, her hands clutching her left leg.
"Hey, what is it?" Xander enquired. He bent and examined where her leg lay.
Underneath her left leg, he found a shard of glass she had pushed down when she turned her room into a mess.
"I have got this," Xander assured Eve when she tried to walk despite the pain.
He picked Eve off the floor and carried her to her red and white sheet bed.