His Change.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Elijah’s voice was low, steady and calm, but without looking back, Jake could hear the anger in his voice. Ah, he had messed up; Jake thought as he slowly stood up and turned to face the other figure in the room. “Ms. Crawford’s hair was troubling her, I was simply adjusting them so as not to disturb her sleep.” He informed, his tone just as professional as his words. Elijah didn’t reply for what seemed like minutes, when he spoke, it was with a voice laced with irritation. “I don’t think that’s part of your duty as her bodyguard.” Jake was a bit taken aback by the change in his attitude seeing as when he’s in front of Amara, he’s all smiles and laughter, a totally different person compared to the side he was showing now. “My apologies, I’ll be more cautious.” Jake assured and returned to his chair, taking a seat and watching Elijah, who didn’t say anything else. Instead, he walked over to Amara, a soft and gentle smile appearing on his face a