Melissa

“Ow!” I yelp. My eyes pop open and I jerk up into a sitting position, automatically reaching for my now injured leg. “You kicked me!” I accuse as I glare angrily at my attacker. I still in disbelief as I find myself once again face to face with the same boy I had encountered only days before.

“I had to make sure you were alive,” he states simply, an edge of amusement coloring his words, as he shrugs unapologetically. “It’s not like I find a lot of girls playing dead in the woods.”
― Jessa L. Gilbert

“I thought I told you to stay away from me,” I snap.

“No, you told me not to touch you again. You never said to stay away,” he shrugs.

“Why are you such an asshole?”

“Probably the same reason you’re such a pain in the ass. For the fun of it.”
― Jessa L. Gilbert

“A familiar scent snaps me back to reality and I sit up just as I hear footsteps approaching. “What do you want?” I hiss icily as Vraiden steps into view.

“Money. Good looks. Invincibility. Oh, wait, I already have all that,” he smirks as he sits beside me.”
― Jessa L. Gilbert

“Hey now! I’m the one that had to coddle you when you were crying about having to sleep on the floor!”

“I wasn’t crying about it and, by the way, you owe me a massage for that. My back still aches. So, I’ll be collecting on that in the near future,” he remarks with a wink. “And, I prefer nude massages.”
― Jessa L. Gilbert